A GIFT.
It was given him in youth,
Bestowed by a kingly hand;
Sweet as the flower of truth,
When its first fair buds expand.
It was given him to prize,
To guard with a jealous care;
This gift in a humble guise
It was given him in youth,
Bestowed by a kingly hand;
Sweet as the flower of truth,
When its first fair buds expand.
It was given him to prize,
To guard with a jealous care;
This gift in a humble guise