S. J. Parkhill & Co., Boston

   , U. S. A.

    To my Sister

   MAUD HOWE ELLIOTT

        Hast thou e'er a grief, dear?

         Lock it in thy heart!

        Keep it, close it,

         Sacred and apart;

        Lest another, at thy sigh,

        Hear his sorrow stir and cry.

        Wakeful watch doth sorrow keep:

        Hush it! hide it! bid it sleep!

        Hast thou e'er a joy, love?

         Bind it on thy brow!

        Vaunt it, flaunt it,

         All the world to know.

        Where the shade lies dim and gray,

        Turn its glad and heartsome ray.

        Does thy sad-browed neighbor smile?

        So thy life was worth the while!

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