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Show oo UNMORTGAGED JOYS. Blossoms of beauty for every eye, i)ver each head a roof of sky; Crass for the humblest of feet to tread, 'Till with kindness it seems we are surfeited I Round about us the songbirds sing I Tor the peasant boy or the sccpteredi king; j.No one can hide from another! ichi The tiniest star that shines at niq'it I Gold can be gathered and hidden away FTom the lives of men and the light o of day. But no one can hojd for one moment fleet And claim all the fragrance of clover; sweet. And never a man has power to seize; As his possession the cooling breeze, No selfish hand can lake a fee For sharing the charms of a kindly I tree. Rich is the world In a thousand ways With Joys which the lips of men may' praise. Who so great or so stronc has p:rown I As to call the licrht of the sun his; own? And who can take to himself and hide The daisies dpeking the countryside ()r keep for his cold and selfish ear The sonn of the thrushes ringing near? Never a mortgage grim shall lie On a single acre of God's great skv. And never shall mortal write a deed On the life that throbs in a poppy seed. There Is much that's here for the world. s delight That defies and mocks at a tyran'.'s might. He may build his fences and vault his gold, But the joys of life he can never hold oo |