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THEY ALL BELONG TO ME.
What reck I who has title
To the widest lands that be?
They are mine, without requital,
God gave them all to me.

Oh! privilege and blessing,
To find I ever own,
What great ones, in possessing,
Imagine theirs alone!
Oh glory to the Maker,
Who gave such boon to hold,
Who made me free partaker
Where others buy with gold!
For while the woods and mountains
Stand up where I can see,
While God unlocks the fountains,
"They all belong to me!"


LAW AND JUSTICE.
"Once upon a time," which all good people know,
Always stands for "nobody knows when:"
Old Dame Justice lived among us here below,
Held in proper reverence by men.

They tell us wondrous tales, and say that in her scales,
An ounce of Worth weighed down a pound of Gold;
And though none quite agree as to when that time might be,
We all admit it must be very old.

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