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1866–1922

Cecil Bruner

Elizabeth Gordon

Two men there were in olden days Who loved each other well. To each man was the same fair maid Dearer than words could tell.

One kissed her hand and rode away, His heart with sorrow fraught; Around that cottage threshold grew The rose called “Friendly Thought.”

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