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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889


By Anne Charlotte Lynch Botta (1815–1891)

[Born in Bennington, Vt. Died in New York, N. Y., 1891. Poems. 1881.]

GO forth in life, O friend, not seeking love;

A mendicant, that with imploring eye

And outstretched hand asks of the passers-by

The alms his strong necessities may move.

For such poor love to pity near allied,

Thy generous spirit should not stoop and wait,

A suppliant, whose prayer may be denied.

Like a spurned beggar’s at a palace gate:

But thy heart’s affluence lavish uncontrolled;

The largess of thy love give full and free,

As monarchs in their progress scatter gold;

And be thy heart like the exhaustless sea,

That must its wealth of cloud and dew bestow,

Though tributary streams or ebb or flow.