Lyrics of life and love / by William Stanley Braithwaite [electronic text]

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Lyrics of life and love / by William Stanley Braithwaite [electronic text]
Author
Braithwaite, William Stanley, 1878-1962.
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Boston: Herbert B. Turner & Co.
1904
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"Lyrics of life and love / by William Stanley Braithwaite [electronic text]." In the digital collection American Verse Project. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/BAC5600.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 16, 2025.

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THANKSGIVING

MY heart gives thanks for many things; For strength to labor day by day, For sleep that comes when darkness wings With evening up the eastern way. I give deep thanks that I'm at peace With kith and kin and neighbors, too — Dear Lord, for all last year's increase, That helped me strive and hope and do.
My heart gives thanks for many things; I know not how to name them all. My soul is free from frets and stings, My mind from creed and doctrine's thrall. For sun and stars, for flowers and streams, For work and hope and rest and play — For empty moments given to dreams, For these my hear gives thanks to-day.
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