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Show THE ARCHITECT. Oh, famous and fine is the raro architect Who recks not of labor or cost, Whose buildings with jewels and eilver art decked, B Where never a beauty is lost. In 6ilenco works he through the day and the night, Nor sound of a hammer is heard. Pagodas and palaces, gleaming with light, Arise at his beck or his word I In country or town, on tho meadow or hill, He chooses and uses a site. No law doth he own but the law of his will, And none may dare question his right. Unwearied by time and undaunted by foe, Untrammeled by fear or command, He builds for all people, tho high and the lo With patient and provident hand. The castle and cottage alike he'll adorn, Nor meanest of things doth disdain. The peasant Bleeps sweetly and finds la tht morn A palace on his window pand. Oh, famous and fine is this architect rare, Who recks not of labor or cost, Who builds gorgeous mansions and yet has to spare, The king of all builders, Jack Frost! ZiteDa Cocke in Youth's Companion. |