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How some succeed who have least need,

In that they make no effort for!

And pluck, where others pluck a weed,

The burning blossom of a star,

Grown from no earthly seed.

For some shall reap that never sow;

And some shall toil and not attain, —

What boots it in ourselves to know

Such labor here is not in vain,

When we still see it so!