Blanche Edith Baughan

(16 January 1870 - 20 August 1958 / Putney / Surrey)

The Greatest Gift - Poem by Blanche Edith Baughan

IF of us two might only one be glad,
Pain I’d pursue, and struggle to be sad.
If of us two one only might be great,
Safely obscure I’d triumph in my fate.
O Soul more dear than mine! if of us two
One only might love God, it should be you.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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