(9 September 1871 – 3 November 1962)

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The Beggar

He begged and shuffled on;
Sometimes he stopped to throw
A bit and benison
To sparrows in the snow,
And clap a frozen ear
And curse the bitter cold.
God send the good man cheer
And quintal hundredfold.

Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010
Edited: Friday, July 29, 2011


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