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And, North and South and East and West, 



The pride of every zone, 

 The fairest, rarest, and the best 



May all be made our own. 



Its earliest shrines the young world sought 



In hill-groves and in bowers, 

 The fittest offerings thither brought 



Were Thy own fruits and flowers. 



And still with reverent hands we cull 



Thy gifts each year renewed ; 

 The good is always beautiful, 



The beautiful is good. 



JOHN GREENLEAP WHITTIER. 



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(From " King Henry VI") 



LORD, who would live turmoiled in the court, 

 And may enjoy such quiet walks as these ? 

 This small inheritance, my father left me, 

 Contenteth me, and is worth a monarchy. 

 I seek not to wax great by other's waning ; 

 Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy ; 

 Sufticeth, that I have maintains my state, 

 And sends the poor well pleased from my gate. 



WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 



