Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/Dear Gifts
CHAPTER XXVIII.
LADY MARCHMONT TO SIR JASPER MEREDITH.
Life's best gifts are bought dearly. Wealth is won
By years of toil, and often comes too late:
With pleasure comes satiety; and pomp
Is compassed round with vexing vanities:
And genius, earth's most glorious gift, that lasts
When all beside is perished in the dust—
How bitter is the suffering it endures!
How dark the penalty that it exacts!
Blanchard’s title is:
DEAR GIFTS
In The New York Mirror (24th February 1838), as Life’s Gifts