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Rh Cold strangers honored for the worth they saw; His friend forgot the diamond in the flaw.

At last it came—the day he stood apart, When from my eyes he proudly veiled his heart; When carping judgment and uncertain word A stern resentment in his bosom stirred; When in his face I read what I had been, And with his vision saw what he had seen.

Too late! too late! Oh, could he then have known, When his love died, that mine had perfect grown; That when the veil was drawn, abased, chastised, The censor stood, the lost one truly prized.

Too late we learn—a man must hold his friend Unjudged, accepted, trusted to the end.