Thrift

To fast from wines, silks, anything,
Will spread you feasts indeed;
Still you possess the spring,
And still
The little, wealthy daffodil.

To choose and keep the straitened way,
You serve, not without wage,
Your God, your race, your day;
You hold
Fast in your hand the ghostly gold.

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