Chapter 20 THE SIN OF INGRATITUDE.

"The sun may shine upon the clod till it is warm,

Warm for its own poor darkling self to live.

He smites the diamond, and oh, how glows the gem,

Chilling itself, irradiant, to give.

"The silent soul, that takes but gives not out again,

In shining thankfulness, a smile, a tear,

Absorbing, makes none other glad, and misses so

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