"Now"
said a good book unto me.
"Open
my pages and you shall see Jewels of wisdom and treasures fine,
Gold
and silver in ever line,
And you
may claim them if you but will
Open my
pates and take your fill.
"Open
my pages and fun them o'er,
Take
what you choose of my golden store.
Be you
greedy, I shall not care
All
that you seize I shall gladly spare;
There
is never a lock on my treasure doors,
Come
here are my jewels, make them your!
"I
am just a book on your mantel shelf,
But I
can be part of your living self;
If only
you'll travel my pages through,
Then I
will travel the world with you.
As two
wines blended make better wine,
Blend
your mind with these truths of mine.
"I'll
make you fitter to talk with men,
I'll
touch with sliver the lines you pen,
I'll
lead you nearer then truth you seek,
I'll
strengthen you when your faith grows weak
This
place on your shelf is a prison cell,
Let me
come into your mind to dwell!”
― Edgar A. Guest,
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