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Robert Laurence Binyon - To Elsie Fogerty
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On living lips to mould and modulate
 The shapes of sound, that each may mirror true
 The mystery of the word and breathe it new
 Into the entranced ear, warm and intimate;
 For heart and mind such beauty to create
 As on our English stage may fitly nurse
 Its heritage, the glory of voice and verse:
 To this you chose your days to dedicate.
 You serve that art, you teach its subtle rule
 Of rhythmic life. Accept for this to--day
 Our homage; and, it may be, turn like one
 Who from the hill turns on his homeward way
 To look back on the vale, and bountiful
 Ripe harvest that his happy toil has sown.
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