208 L ENVOI. 
My little book, that hast been unto me, 
Even as a flower reared in a pleasant place, 
This is the task that I impose on thee :— 
Go forth; with serious style or playful grace, 
Winning young, gentle hearts; and bid them 
trace 
With thee, the Spirit of Love through earth 
and air; 
On beast and bird, and on our mortal Pick. 
So, do thy gracious work; and onward fare, 
Leaving, like angel-guest, a blessing everywhere! 
