Reward of service
The
sweetest lives are those to duty wed,
Whose
deeds both great and small
Are
close-knit strands of an unbroken thread,
Where
love ennobles all.
The
world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells,
The
Book of Life the slurring record tells.
Thy
love shall chant its own beautitudes,
After
its own like working. A child’s kiss
Set
on thy singing lips shall make thee glad;
A
poor man served by thee shall make thee rich;
A
sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong;
Thou
shalt be served thyself by every sense
Of
service which thou renderest.
Elizabeth Barret Browning
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