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Dedication - Leaves from Australian Forests

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To her who, cast with me in trying days,     Stood in the place of health and power and praise;     Who, when I thought all light was out, became     A lamp of hope that put my fears to shame;     Who faced for loves sole sake the life austere     That waits upon the man of letters here;     Who, unawares, her deep affection showed     By many a touching little wifely mode;     Whose spirit, self-denying, dear, divine,     Its sorrows hid, so it might lessen mine     To her, my bright, best friend, I dedicate     This book of songs t will help to compensate     For much neglect. The act, if not the rhyme,     Will touch her heart, and lead her to the time     Of trials past. That which is most intense     Within these leaves is of her influence;     And if aught here is sweetened with a tone     Sincere, like love, it came of love alone.

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