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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Probation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Full slow to part with her best gifts is Fate;<br>The choicest fruitage comes not with the spring,<br>But still for summer's mellowing touch must wait,—<br>For storms and tears, which season'd excellence<br>  bring;<br>And Love doth fix his joyfullest estate<br>In hearts that have been hushed 'neath Sorrow's<br>  brooding wing.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=118442" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Youth sues to Fame: coldly she answers, "Toil!"<br>He sighs for Nature's treasures: with reserve<br>Responds the goddess, "Woo them from the soil."<br>Then fervently he cries, "Thee will I serve,—<br>Thee only, blissful Love!" With proud recoil<br>The heavenly boy replies, "To serve me well,<br>  deserve!"</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates">Florence Earle Coates</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Florence+Earle+Coates&d=Poems">Poems</a></em></div>