New poems and variant readings/To Madame Garschine

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New poems and variant readings  (1918)  by Robert Louis Stevenson
To Madame Garschine


What is the face, the fairest face, till Care,
Till Care the graver—Care with cunning hand,
Etches content thereon and makes it fair,
Or constancy, and love, and makes it grand?