<h2><SPAN name="MARGARET_LEE" id="MARGARET_LEE">MARGARET LEE</SPAN></h2>
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<span class="i0">Margaret Lee—you do not know her?<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Rightly named—a pearl is she;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Half a score of years I've loved her—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Precious Margaret Lee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">"Dimples?" No; nor "golden tresses,"<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Nor yet "voice of silvery tone";—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">If such phrases must express her,<br/></span><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</SPAN></span>
<span class="i2">Beauty she has none.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Soft brown hair and grey eyes dreaming<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Visions that none others see;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Plain her features; <i>you</i> might call her<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Homely Margaret Lee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Margaret owns no stately mansion,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Carries not a heavy purse;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Heiress to no "lordly acres,"<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Humble station hers.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Quietly she treads life's highway;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Quiet, yet with noble mien;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">'Mid the lowly, 'mid the lofty<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Journeying like a queen.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Some have called her cold and haughty,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">From her bearing, high and free;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Some have said a lofty spirit<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Dwells with Margaret Lee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Why then do the "heavy-laden"<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Hail with joy her coming nigh?<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Why the childern love her shadow<br/></span>
<span class="i2">As she passeth by?<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Some have deemed her weak, erratic.<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Some, too self-reliant, strong;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">One avers, her mood too gloomy;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">One, too light her song.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">All may be; the clouds of error<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Ofttimes overshade her way,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Hiding where the rough and changeful<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Paths of duty lay.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">But unseen by mortal vision<br/></span><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</SPAN></span>
<span class="i2">Daily bends a suppliant knee;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Humbly bows a contrite spirit—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Praying Margaret Lee—<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Asking of the All-forgiving<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Pardon for her erring life;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Seeking wisdom, faith and patience<br/></span>
<span class="i2">For its coming strife.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So with footstep sometimes faltering,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">But with steadfast hope in God,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Keeps she still a blithesome journey<br/></span>
<span class="i2">O'er the earthly road.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">And at last all loss and failure<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Lost in mercy, it may be<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Heaven's gate of pearl will open<br/></span>
<span class="i2">For sweet Margaret Lee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">There redeemed from sin and sorrow,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">There from care and conflict free;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">She will walk the angel city,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Angel Margaret Lee.<br/></span></div>
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<hr class="chap" /><p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</SPAN></span></p>
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