English poem
Verse: Give
See the rivers flowing Downwards to the sea, Pouring all their treasures Bountiful and free-- Yet to help their giving Hidden springs arise; Or, if need be, showers Feed them from the skies!
Watch the princely flowers Their rich fragrance spread, Load the air with perfumes, From their beauty shed-- Yet their lavish spending Leaves them not in dearth, With fresh life replenished By their mother earth!
Give thy heart's best treasures-- From fair Nature learn; Give thy love--and ask not, Wait not a return! And the more thou spendest From thy little store, With a double bounty, God will give thee more.