Purpose
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The Anvil

Last evening, I passed beside a blacksmith’s doorAnd heard the anvil ring the vesper chime;When looking in, I saw upon the floor,Old hammers worn with beating years of time. “How many anvils have you had?” said I,“To wear and batter all these hammers so?”“Just one,” said he; then with a twinkling eye,“The anvil wears the… Continue reading
