Page:Fifes and Drums, Poems of America at War, Vigilantes, 1917.djvu/143

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FIFES AND DRUMS
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With interest. So small a thing it seems!
And yet—these are the savings of our life,
And there is nothing petty in Thy sight.
Accept, O God, our offering—'tis to Thee.

Amelia Josephine Burr.