Poems (Rumell)/The talents

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THE TALENTS
Each to himself, his gift is given.
Can you deny, they come from heaven?
One sings, one soars, some pray, some heal:
But each must the touch of the Master feel!
The tale of tthe Talents, each day is told:
We bring much or little, of the Master's gold.
We learn thro' their use the law of heaven,
"To him who hath, it shall be given."

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