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DESTINY by MARY MCLEAN CHASE

First Line: I LOVE OLD GARDENS
Last Line: MAKE THE WORK TRUE!
Subject(s): GOD; WELLESLEY COLLEGE;
I LOVE old gardens
Where the roots grow deep:
Yet someone must dig stones
And mind the sheep.

I love old houses
Blessed by birth and death:
Yet many folds must be,
The Shepherd saith.

I love old shady roads,
Wet with sweet rain:
Yet there are orders out
To make rough places plain.

I love the old dear ways
Wherein my fathers trod:
Yet must be blazed new trails
That lead to God.

So I who love the old
Must shape the new:
God! with the fathers as with us!
Make the work true!



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