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'Lo I am Charity ' she cries	A
'Who waketh up before the day	B
While yet asleep all nature lies	A
God bids me rise and go my way '	C
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How fair her glorious features shine	D
Whereon the hand of God hath set	E
An angel's attributes divine	D
With all a woman's sweetness met	E
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Above the old man's couch of woe	F
She bows her forehead pure and even	G
There's nothing fairer here below	F
There's nothing grander up in heaven	H
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Than when caressingly she stands	I
The cold hearts wakening 'gain their beat	J
And holds within her holy hands	I
The little children's naked feet	J
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To every den of want and toil	K
She goes and leaves the poorest fed	L
Leaves wine and bread and genial oil	K
And hopes that blossom in her tread	L
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And fire too beautiful bright fire	M
That mocks the glowing dawn begun	H
Where having set the blind old sire	M
He dreams he's sitting in the sun	H
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Then over all the earth she runs	N
And seeks in the cold mists of life	O
Those poor forsaken little ones	N
Who droop and weary in the strife	O
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Ah most her heart is stirred for them	P
Whose foreheads wrapped in mists obscure	Q
Still wear a triple diadem	P
The young the innocent the poor	R
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And they are better far than we	S
And she bestows a worthier meed	L
For with the loaf of charity	L
She gives the kiss that children need	L
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She gives and while they wondering eat	L
The tear steeped bread by love supplied	L
She stretches round them in the street	L
Her arm that passers push aside	L
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If with raised head and step alert	L
She sees the rich man stalking by	T
She touches his embroidered skirt	L
And gently shows them where they lie	T
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She begs for them of careless crowd	L
Of earnest brows and narrow hearts	U
That when it hears her cry aloud	L
Turns like the ebb tide and departs	U
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O miserable he who sings	V
Some strain impure whose numbers fall	W
Along the cruel wind that brings	V
Death to some child beneath his wall	W
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O strange and sad and fatal thing	X
When in the rich man's gorgeous hall	W
The huge fire on the hearth doth fling	X
A light on some great festival	Y
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To see the drunkard smile in state	L
In purple wrapt with myrtle crowned	L
While Jesus lieth at the gate	L
With only rags to wrap him round	L

Victor Marie Hugo

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