There
are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave,
There
are souls that are pure and true;
Then
give to the world the best you have,
And
the best will come hack to you.
Give
love, and love to your life will flow,
A
strength in your utmost: need;
Have
faith, and a score of hearts will show
Their
faith in your work and deed.
Give
truth, and your gift will be paid in kind,
And
honor will honor meet;
And
the smile which is sweet will surely find
A
smile that is just as sweet.
Give
sorrow and pity to those who mourn;
You
will gather in flowers again
The
scattered seeds from your thought out borne,
Though
the sowing seemed but vain.
For
life is the mirror of king and slave,
'Tis
just what we are and do;
Then
give to the world the best you have
And
the best will come back to you.
*
That is, Mary Ainge De Vere.
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