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Show THE MEASURE. "V ti loll me you love in y Daisy," 1 r.aid lo the child one day; i ou tell mo over and over; How much do you love me, pray?" "I lovo you all the world," she (aid. Coming close to the chair where I Bat; "All the world throe Urnoa 'round, Arna, I love you as much as that !" Then the voice grew suddenly doubtful, And the gray eyei almost blue; "Is that a great deal, Arna, The much Lhat 1 love you7" It's no use tryiDg, my baby, I said in my heart ns 1 smiled; We, too, are but trying and doubting, As snuch as tho merest child. Though we seek, we find not its measure; Yet I think in my doubt there may be Some words by which we can say it i In tho light of eternity. |