To F____s S. O_____d
By Edgar Allan Poe
Thou wouldst be loved? -- then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not:
Being everything which now thou art,
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love -- a simple duty.
Source Book
The Works Of Edgar Allan Poe
Volume 10: Poems
by Edgar Allan Poe
Copyright 1895
Published by Stone & Kimball, Chicago
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