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To Greville Matheson Macdonald.

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First, most, to thee, my son, I give this book         In which a friend's and brother's verses blend         With mine; for not son only--brother, friend,     Art thou, through sonship which no veil can brook     Between the eyes that in each other look,         Or any shadow 'twixt the hearts that tend         Still nearer, with divine approach, to end     In love eternal that cannot be shook         When all the shakable shall cease to be.             With growing hope I greet the coming day     When from thy journey done I welcome thee     Who sharest in the names of all the three,         And take thee to the two, and humbly say,         Let this man be the fourth with us, I pray.     Casa Coraggio:     May, 1883.

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