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POEMS.
But we, intelligent, endued
With higher wisdom, reverence
The God who is Beneficence;
And for His gifts each year renewed
Attune our songs in gratitude,
And praise the Giver of all good.
With higher wisdom, reverence
The God who is Beneficence;
And for His gifts each year renewed
Attune our songs in gratitude,
And praise the Giver of all good.
Who Cares?
Don't pour in everybody's ear
The story of your hapless lot!
How heavy taxes were last year,
Or that the farm you lately bought
Is proving an investment dear,
And not the bargain that you thought.
The story of your hapless lot!
How heavy taxes were last year,
Or that the farm you lately bought
Is proving an investment dear,
And not the bargain that you thought.
Don't try to make the world believe
That you're a poor unfortunate!
That favors which you should receive
Come not at all—or come too late;
The world will never stop to grieve
A moment o'er your luckless fate.
That you're a poor unfortunate!
That favors which you should receive
Come not at all—or come too late;
The world will never stop to grieve
A moment o'er your luckless fate.
Don't button-hole upon the street
A friend or neighbor, unawares,
And with a rueful face repeat
That doleful tale about the tares
Appearing in your choicest wheat—
Why should you think your neighbor cares?
A friend or neighbor, unawares,
And with a rueful face repeat
That doleful tale about the tares
Appearing in your choicest wheat—
Why should you think your neighbor cares?
