Poems (White)/Rixford Lincoln

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4500425Poems — Rixford LincolnJeannie Copes White
RIXFORD LINCOLN
Do you know him, this poet man?
He's gentle and mild as cloistered nun
Sheltered away from glaring sun.
Pure as a child, without the guile;
Quiet and kind all of the while;
Full of his church, full of his dreams.
Evil is clothed, for good to him seems.
Look in his face, and then you'll see
Meekness, perchance, all good that be.