Mary Howitt

I may not praise a book in which
My name is thus recorded;
But think not less I prize the niche
Your friendship has awarded.

'Tis valued — not for praise implied,
Or vanity imparted;
But with a friend's far nobler pride—
As genuine, and warm-hearted.

Nor would I willingly resign
My nook in your small volume,
In sculptured characters to shine
On Fame's triumphal column.