Florence Churchill Casebeer - XV. Dorothea Hoaglin Hayden lyrics

Some gifts a moneyed man can buy for gold! For treasures, from your singing heart I long. O friend, now give to me your rarer song, For on that coral bank, grown slowly old Maturing beauty broods and will enfold The precious residue of dreams. No curse or wrong Has marred your gift, but strong as love is strong Your cadenced word reveals what life might hold! Serenity, exceeding what the will might school. Courageous evidence of tested worth! A charity facing the world's demands! All this I recognize in this carved j**el That has evolved from your fair shore of youth-- A perfect part of the true whole, it stands.