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[252] Full lightly shall the prize be won,
     If love be Fortune's spur;
And never maiden stoops to him
     Who lifts himself to her.

Her home is brave in Jaffrey Street,
     With stately stairways worn
By feet of old Colonial knights
     And ladies gentle-born.

Still green about its ample porch
     The English ivy twines,
Trained back to show in English oak
     The herald's carven signs.

And on her, from the wainscot old,
     Ancestral faces frown,—
And this has worn the soldier's sword,
     And that the judge's gown.

But, strong of will and proud as they,
     She walks the gallery floor
As if she trod her sailor's deck
     By stormy Labrador!

The sweetbrier blooms on Kittery-side,
     And green are Elliot's bowers;
Her garden is the pebbled beach,
     The mosses are her flowers.

She looks across the harbor-bar
     To see the white gulls fly;
His greeting from the Northern sea
     Is ill their clanging cry.

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