  Fine knacks for ladies, cheap, choice, brave, and new, Good penny-worths,—but money cannot move: I keep a fair but for the Fair to view; A beggar may be liberal of love. Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true— The heart is true. Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again; My trifles come as treasures from my mind; It is a precious jewel to be plain; Sometimes in shell the orient'st pearls we find:— Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain! Of me a grain! Anon. |
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