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FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
Neither shalt thou be troubled overmuchBecause thy offering,—littleness itself,—Is lessened by admixture sad and strangeOf mere man's-motives,—praise with fear, and loveWith looking after that same love's reward.Alas, Friend, what was free from this alloy,—Some smatch thereof,—in best and purest loveProffered thy earthly father? Dust thou art,Dust shalt be to the end. Thy father tookThe dust, and kindly called the handful—gold,Nor cared to count what sparkled here and there,Sagely unanalytic. Thank, praise, love(Sum up thus) for the lowest favours first,The commonest of comforts! aught beside
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