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again, and smiled on him.
“Now,” said Memory, “I can
give him the box of jewels—
the precious gems of virtue,
and the recollection of good
deeds, of kind and pure words,
and happy thoughts—better
than all the riches of the
world.”

“And I,” said Innocence,
“will give him now the lily that
never fades—the spirit of glad-