One consecrateth a precious coin,
One droppeth only a tear;
Look, Master, the love is here!
—Harriet McEwen Kimball.
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True love shall trust, but selfish love must die,
For trust is peace, and self is full of pain;
Arise and heal thy brother's grief; his tears
Shall wash thy love, and it will live again.
—John Boyle O'Reilly.