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TO A FRENCH GIRL IN AMERICA, by            
First Line: I cannot tell just where the difference lies
Last Line: —mabel kingsley richardson
Subject(s): Freedom; History; U.s. - Immigration And Emigration; United States; Liberty; Historians; America


I cannot tell just where the difference lies,
'Tis not so much in manner, speech or dress,
But in your face an old-world wistfulness,
And alien dreams deep in your old-world eyes;
Some little trick of laughter, strangerwise,
Your even voice, soft as a child's caress,
Lilt in your quiet step, and, more or less,
Ten thousand things you never could disguise.

Yet we are kin. For things my father loved
Your old-world battle fields are ten times deep,
And every grave a shrine for liberty.
Bound by this tie we are not once removed
In kinship. Sister, be it ours to keep
That glory fair down Halls of History.
—MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON





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