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forbearance (rw emerson)

hast thou named all the birds without a gun?
loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk?
at rich men's tables eaten bread and pulse?
unarmed, faced danger with a heart of trust?
and loved so well a high behavior,
in man or maid, that thou from speech refrained,
nobility more nobly to repay?
o, be my friend, and teach me to be thine!