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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
1331. A Song’s Worth
By Susan Marr Spalding
I MADE a song for my dear love’s delight;
I wrought with all sweet words my heart could lend
To longing lips, and thrilled with joy to send
The message only love could read aright.
He came; and while I trembled in his sight,        5
He kissed my hands and said, “To what sweet end,
Unknowing, hast thou wrought, O gentle friend?
Singing thy song, I learned to woo, despite
My loved one’s frown; and now she is my own.”
Blessing me then, he went his happy way.        10
The whole world sings my song, and I alone
Am silent; yet through tears I sometimes say,
“To which of us doth greater joy belong?
He hath his love; but I—I have my song.”


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