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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.
The Library of the World’s Best Literature. An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Anna Callender Brackett (1836–1911)

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TO fail in finding gifts, and still to give;

To count all trouble ease, all loss as gain;

To learn in dying as a self to live—

This dost thou do, and seek thy joy in pain?

Rejoice that not unworthy thou art found

For Love to touch thee with his hand divine.

Pat off thy shoes,—thou art on holy ground;

Thou standest on the threshold of his shrine.

But canst thou wait in patience, make no sign,

And where in power thou fail’st,—oh, not in will!—

See sore need served by other hands than thine,

And other hands the dear desires fulfill,

Hear others gain the thanks that thou wouldst win,

Yet be all joy? Then hast thou entered in.