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Hast thou done reverence in thy heart
 * To such as she, who serve and wait—

Been mindful in thy place and part
 * That self-forgetful souls grow great?

Hast thou her narrower portion made
 * By sympathy more large and sweet?

Or ever branch of laurel laid
 * At her unconscious, tireless feet?

Hast thou not eaten of her bread
 * And hurried forth forgetfully?

Or stood, perchance, with unbared head
 * And smiled at her simplicity?

Nay, brother, she who in her soul
 * Has kept the altar-fires alight

May all unconscious touch the goal
 * And outrank thee in Heaven's sight.