L'Envoi by Robert William Service
Ever in the ebb and flow Of my dreams that come and go, Reader, I have you in mind, Humbly hoping you will find In my verse a gleam that's true To the dreams that live in you.
Though my lines I link with rhyme I scarce deem them worth a dime; Nay, I think 'tis I who ought To repay your kindly thought, Gleaning in the words I waste One or two to fit your taste.
Please you, lift this little book, Riffle it with careless look; Dip in it,--oh just a glance, Give a beggar bard a chance . . . Rhymers may have readers who Tune to them,--may one be you!
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