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The ring of a false coin is not more recognizable than that of a rhyme setting forth a false sorrow.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Wide open and unguarded stand our gates,
Named of the four winds, North, South, East and West;
Portals that lead to an enchanted land…
Here, it is written, Toil shall have its wage
And Honor honor, and the humblest man
Stand level with the highest in the law.
Of such a land have men in dungeons dreamed
And with the vision brightening in their eyes
Gone smiling to the fagot and the sword.

O Liberty, white Goddess! is it well
To leave the gates unguarded? On thy breast
Fold Sorrow's children, soothe the hurts of Fate,
Lift the down-trodden, but with hand of steel
Stay those who to thy sacred portals come
To waste the gifts of Freedom.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

The air is full of hints of grief,
Strange voices touched with pain —
The pathos of the falling leaf
And rustling of the rain.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

When friends are at your hearthside met,
Sweet courtesy has done its most
If you have made each guest forget
That he himself is not the host.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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Born: November 11, 1836

Died: March 19, 1907 (aged 70)

Bio: Thomas Bailey Aldrich was an American literary figure notable for his long editorship of The Atlantic, during which he published works by Charles Chesnutt and for his poetry, including "The Unguarded Gates."

Known for:

The Story of a Bad Boy (1869)
The Stillwater Tragedy (1880)
An Old Town by the Sea (1874)
Ponkapog Papers (1903)

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