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Show : Little Things j Only a little shriveled seed It might be a flower or grass or weed; I Onl a box of earth on the edge Of a. narrow , dusty window-ledge; Only n few scant summer showers; . , . m. ' Only a few clear, shining hours, , J 'fS Thnt was nil Yet Ood could make Out nf them- for a sick rhlld't take, A IIIOKxuin-uotider an (air and sweet As ever broke at an angel's fU Only a life of barren pain. Wet with sorrowful tears for rnln! Warmid sometimes by a wandering Klenm , Of Joy that neemed but a happy dream. . i, x A life ns i-ommon nnd brown nnd bare 4 T Aa the box or i-nrth In the window there; f Of perfect soul In n narrow room Pure nn the anowv leuVes thnt fold 1 ' Over tho (lower's heart nf xolrt Henry Van Dke. |