Bohemian legends and other poems/Dedicated
DEDICATED
TO MY EARLIEST FRIEND AND LOVED SISTER, MRS. ELIZABETH DOANE.
“Our tokens of love are for the most part barbarous. Cold and lifeless, because they do not represent our life. The only gift is a portion of thyself. Therefore, let the farmer give his corn; the miner, a gem; the sailor, coral and shells; the painter, his pictures; and the poet, his poem.—Emerson’s Essays.