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A BOOK AND A CHILD
He who gives a child a book
Gives that child a sweeping look
Through its pages
Down the ages;
Gives that child a ship to sail
Where the far adventures hail
Down the sea
Of destiny;
Gives that child a vision, wide
As the skies where stars abide;
Clear and white
Through the night;
Gives that child great dreams to dream,
Sunlit ways that flash and gleam
Where the sages
Tramp the ages.
[Poem included in I Saw God Wash The World, 1934.]
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