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LINESSUGGESTED BY THE REMARK—"IT IS COOL THIS MORNING."
IT is never cool where'er is felt
An influence like thine,
Encircling like a zone or belt;
The very glaciers would melt
If near thy heart or hand they dwelt,
O'er charities sublime.

It's never cool to meet a friend
Who never framed excuse,
Evading, lest, to condescend,
Appeals would ever him attend;
Or, miserly, his purse defend
With plea of some abuse.

It's never cool to know that such
A one is near to bless;
However small, however much
The gift, 'tis magical to touch,
While we the radiant motive clutch—
The dower in its dress.