<h2 id="THE_POOR_AND_THE_RICH"><i>THE POOR AND THE RICH.</i></h2>
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<span class="i0">The rich man's son inherits lands,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And piles of brick and stone and gold,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And tender flesh that fears the cold,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Nor dares to wear a garment old;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">One would not care to hold in fee.<span class="pagenum">[87]</span><br/></span>
<span class="i0">The rich man's son inherits cares.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The bank may break, the factory burn,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Some breath may burst his bubble shares,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And soft white hands would scarcely earn<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A living that would suit his turn;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">One would not care to hold in fee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">What does the poor man's son inherit?<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Stout muscles and a sinewy heart,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A hardy frame, a hardier spirit,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">King of two hands he does his part<br/></span>
<span class="i0">In every useful toil and art;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A king might wish to hold in fee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">What does the poor man's son inherit?<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Wishes o'erjoyed with humble things,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A rank adjudged by toil-worn merit,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Content that from enjoyment springs,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heart that in his labour sings;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A king might wish to hold in fee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">What does the poor man's son inherit?<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A patience learned by being poor,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Courage, if sorrow come, to bear it;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A fellow feeling that is sure<br/></span>
<span class="i0">To make the outcast bless his door;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A king might wish to hold in fee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Oh! rich man's son, there is a toil<br/></span>
<span class="i0">That with all others level stands;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Large charity doth never soil,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But only whitens, soft white hands;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">This is the best crop from thy lands;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Worth being rich to hold in fee.<span class="pagenum">[88]</span><br/></span>
<span class="i0">Oh! poor man's son, scorn not thy state,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">There is worse weariness than thine—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">In being merely rich and great;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Work only makes the soul to shine,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And makes rest fragrant and benign<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Worth being poor to hold in fee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Both, heirs to some six feet of sod,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Are equal in the earth at last—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Both, children of the same dear God.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Prove title to your heirship vast,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">By record of a well-filled past!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A heritage, it seems to me,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Well worth a life to hold in fee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">James Russell Lowell.</span><br/></span></div>
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