POEMS BY ELLIS BELL THE OLD STOIC. |
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POEMS BY ELLIS BELLTHE OLD STOIC.
Riches I hold in light esteem,
And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream,
That vanished with the morn:
And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is, "Leave the heart that now I bear,
And give me liberty!"
Yes, as my swift days near their goal:
`Tis all that I implore ;
In life and death a chainless soul,
With courage to endure.
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