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TO LIONEL PHILLIPS
Time, they say, must the best of us capture, / And travel and battle and gems and gold / No more can kindle the ancient rapture, / For even the youngest of hearts grows old. / But in you, I think, the boy is not over; / So take this medley of ways and wars / As the gift of a friend and a fellow-lover / Of the fairest country under the stars. / J. B.