A. H.

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Title:     A. H.
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson [More Titles by Emerson]

High was her heart, and yet was well inclined,
Her manners made of bounty well refined;
Far capitals and marble courts, her eye still seemed to see,
Minstrels and kings and high-born dames, and of the best that be.

[The end]
Ralph Waldo Emerson's poem: A.H.

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