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MY LITTLE TASK by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON

First Line: I THROW A GUESS OUT HERE OR THERE
Last Line: THIS IS THE MOST THAT I MAY DO.
Subject(s): POETRY & POETS;
I THROW a guess out here or there,
I breathe a hope into the air,
I feel a dumbness like a prayer.
What, with this fenced human mind,
What can I do to help my kind?
I such a stammerer, they so blind!
Nothing; save through the single gate
Of utterance throw my little weight
To swell the praise of what is great.
Nothing; save in my every song
Heap cold discredit on the wrong,
And cheer the march of right along.
And when I hear the lark's pure mirth,
Or see sweet flowers gladden earth,
Sing forth the mood that feels their worth.

Or when a bitter woe in me
Is healed by tender sympathy,
To let the healing songful be.
So add what force a singer may,
To ring opinion's echoing sway
A few chords mellower day by day.
Through chiming all that's pure and true,
Through hymning steadfast love anew,
This is the most that I may do.






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