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Robert W Service - To A Tycoon
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Since much has been your mirth
          And fair your fate,
Friend, leave your lot of earth
          Less desolate.
With frailing overdue,
          Why don`t you try
The bit of God in you
          To justify?

Try to discern the grace
          All greed above,
That may uplift the race
          To realm of love.
For in you is a spark,
          A heaven-glow,
That will illume the dark
          Before you go.

Aye, though it be that you
          To Faith are blind,
There`s one thing you can do,
          It`s—just be kind.
The anguish understand,
          Of hearts that bleed:
Friends, lend a helping hand
          To those in need.
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