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Give, and thou shalt receive. Give thoughts of cheer, / Of courage and success, to friend and stranger. / And from a thousand sources, far and near, / Strength will be sent thee in thy hour of danger.
Give words of comfort, of defence, and hope, / To mortals crushed by sorrow and by error. / And though thy feet through shadowy paths may grope, / Thou shalt not walk in loneliness or terror.
Give of thy gold, though small thy portion be. / Gold rusts and shrivels in the hand that keeps it. / It grows in one that opens wide and free. / Who sows his harvest is the one who reaps it.
Give of thy love, nor wait to know the worth / Of what thou lovest; and ask no returning. / And wheresoe'er thy pathway leads on earth, / There thou shalt find the lamp of love-light burning.