Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

His Mansion

There was a thought he hid from all men's eyes,
And by his prudent life and deeds of worth
He left a goodly record upon earth
As one both pure and wise.

But when he reached a dark unsightly door
Beyond the grave, there stood his secret thought.
It was the mansion he had built and brought
To dwell in, on that shore. 

1. Worldly Wisdom
2. At Eleusis
3. Affirm
4. At Forty-Eight
5. I Shall Not Forget

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