THE PRICELESS THINGS.
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Lovers do not speak with jewels—flowers alone can plead for them;
And one fragrant memory cherished is far dearer than a gem.
Statesmen steer the nation safely; artists pass the burning test;
And their country pays them proudly with a ribbon at the breast.
When the soldier saves the battle, wraps the flag around his heart,
Who shall desecrate his honor with the values of the mart?
From his guns of bronze we hew a piece, and carve it as a cross;
For the gain he gave was priceless, as unpriced would be the loss.
When the poet sings the love-song, or the song of life and death.
Till the workers cease their toiling with abated wondering breath;
