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I have been cherish’d and forgiven
    By many tender-hearted,
’Twas for the sake of one in Heaven
    Of him that is departed.

Because I bear my Father’s name
    I am not quite despised,
My little legacy of fame
    I’ve not yet realized.

And yet if you should praise myself
    I’ll tell you, I had rather
You’d give your love to me, poor elf,
    Your praise to my great father.



Source: Poets of the English Language (Viking Press, 1950)
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