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Young hearts are free; the selfish world it is

That turns them miserly and cold as stone,

And makes them clutch their fingers on the bliss

Which but in giving truly is their own;—

She had no dreams of barter, asked not his,

But gave hers freely as she would have thrown

A rose to him, or as that rose gives forth

Its generous fragrance, thoughtless of its worth. 240