Hast Thou Named All The Birds Without A Gun? Loved The Wood-Rose, And Left It On Its Stalk? At Rich Men'S Tables Eaten Bread And Pulse? Unarmed, Faced Danger With A Heart Of Trust? And Loved So Well A High Behavior, In Man Or Maid, That Thou From Speech Refrained, Nobility More Nobly To Repay? O, Be My Friend, And Teach Me To Be Thine!