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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Poems of Life - -Author: Katharine Forrest Hamill - -Release Date: March 20, 2016 [EBook #51513] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK POEMS OF LIFE *** - - - - -Produced by Larry B. Harrison, Chuck Greif and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This -file was produced from images generously made available -by The Internet Archive) - - - - - - - - - - - - POEMS OF LIFE - - - - - POEMS - OF LIFE - - By - KATHARINE FORREST HAMILL - - PHILADELPHIA - PETER REILLY, PUBLISHER - 133 N. THIRTEENTH STREET - 1915 - - COPYRIGHT 1915, BY PETER REILLY - PUBLISHED JULY, 1915 - - FIRST IMPRESSION - - - - - TO - - GRACE BARTLETT STRYKER - - - Words fail me when I strive to say - What you’ve meant to me--for so long a day - Hope--Inspiration--Sympathy. - Steadfast and true, whate’er might be. - O priv’lege rarest to the end - As in the past, to call you--_friend_. - - - AUTHOR’S NOTE - - -The poems contained within the following pages are _children of the -brain_ which at intervals obtruded their company, and which, such as -they are, at the solicitation of my friends, I have ventured to set -down. - -K. F. H. - - - - - CONTENTS - - -Dedication IX - -Author’s Note XI - - -POEMS OF LIFE. - Page - -Today 5 - -Jewels 6 - -Something Gone 7 - -A-Maying 8 - -Tribute 9 - -Good-Bye 10 - -The Wondrous Song 14 - -Miladi 17 - -The Something-my-life-has-missed 18 - -Contentment 20 - -Gone 21 - -To My Muse 22 - -Conception 24 - -Awakening 25 - -The House Built on Sands 26 - -To a Butterfly 28 - -A Fragment 29 - -Query 30 - -I Close Mine Eyes 32 - -Understanding 33 - -We Met in May 34 - -I Turn Me Down a Lighted Way 36 - -Counsel 37 - -Decision 39 - -You Never Guessed the Secret 40 - -The Light 42 - -Education 43 - -Re-Adjustment 44 - - -FROM “RHYMES FOR WEE SWEETHEARTS” - -When Grandmama Was Little 53 - -Harold’s Lament 55 - -Mrs. Spider 57 - -The Naughty Little Girl 58 - -On the Stair 60 - -The Land O’Dreams 61 - -The Middle of the Night 63 - -When Our Fathers Were Little Boys 65 - -Slumber Land 67 - -The New Brother 68 - - - - - POEMS OF LIFE - - - - - TO-DAY - - - The Yesterdays we might have called our own - But which, in our blindness, we let slip by, - Alas! they know not to return again, - Deep-buried doth each, within its grave, lie. - - But O belov’ed, now that we have made - The golden secret ours--to hold alway - We will not sorrow o’er departed hours-- - Just live in God’s great glorious--To-day! - - - - - JEWELS - - - Oh, not the gracious deeds your kindness knew, dear, - When shone my sun and skies were ever fair; - But the more precious sympathies you tendered - In sorrow’s hour. _Those_ my jewels rare - Which dearer, than off’ring wealth knows to proffer, - I’ll keep beside me whate’er may attend, - Nor render up so long as Life’s day lasteth,-- - Aye, and take with me, when shall plead its end. - - - - - SOMETHING GONE - - - You come to me--you take my hand, - You try to make me see - Things should become as they once were, - ’Twixt you and me. - - I listen to each word, you say, - I mark well ev’ry tone, - Only to find--you plead in vain,-- - There’s something gone. - - Something gone--that cannot come back again, - Tho’ most entreatingly you pray. - Yet, not mine the fault,--but yours alone, - It went away. - - - - - A-MAYING - - - We will go a-Maying dear, - Just you and I together, - Oh, the glory of God’s blossoming - Sunshiny weather! - Ev’ry ill we will forget, - Nor remember a regret, - For ’twill never do to fret - Whilst we are a-straying. - Only laughter ringing clear, - Waking echo far and near; - You and I so happy dear; - A-Maying! A-Maying! - - - - - TRIBUTE - - - To prove myself--aye, that’s my aim, - To prove myself for those - Who took me by the hand and held, - Nor cared if others chose - To notice or pass coldly by. - Thro’ stormiest of weather - Stood ever at my side, and said - We’ll face the world together! - - - - - GOOD-BYE - - - _She_ - - Good-bye, yes, I’ve decided - It’s best--it should not go _on_, - The quite delightful companionship - You and I, for some time, have known. - - No, do not try to dissuade me, - I’ve thought it most carefully o’er, - To arrive at but one conviction-- - We must see each other no more. - - - _He_ - - And you think to sever our friendship - By a mere putting away, - Letting the same, as it were, slip from us - Nor permitting me to say, - - A word in defence of its going - As if I’d no _right_ to share - In the matter of decision - I ask you,--Is it fair? - - - - - _She_ - - Man-like you refuse to _reason_ - To see it’s the only way, - That the step really should have been taken - Even _before_ to-day. - - With you ’tis quite diff’rent,--the matter,-- - You’ve priv’lege entire of your life; - But my freedom bows to restriction,-- - I am another man’s wife. - - - _He_ - - Yes, another man’s wife, but the honor - The Fates have conferred, it would seem - He doesn’t the quite appreciate,-- - At least, ’tis the knowledge I gleam. - - From observing his attitude towards you, - Which I’m sure,--and you can but agree, - Is not in the least in keeping with what - A husband’s towards a wife _should_ be. - - - - - _She_ - - And his failing you think permits me - Favor to accept at _your_ hands, - That the vow I took at the altar - Ceases to impose its demands. - - In sickness or health I promised, - “For better or worse”,--till the day, - He who gave should in his judgment - See fit to take away. - - - _He_ - - And you’ll let it bind you, that promise, - To a man who does not care; - Whose int’rest is the thoroughly selfish, - In whose secrets--you do not share, - - Listen, dear, the priv’lege of Mortals,-- - To get what we can out of life. - Free yourself from the bond that is irksome - And find happiness, as my wife. - - - - - _She_ - - Nay, not so, the rule of living - Holds faithful but to the one test; - Nor counts it--another’s transgression, - We must give of _ourselves_--our best. - - Of no use to appeal the exception, - The truth remains fix’ed alway, - So, good-bye, it _must_ be,--and, God bless you,-- - _There is nothing more to say_. - - - - - THE WONDROUS SONG - - - I longed to sing a wondrous song, - So wondrous, ’twould compel - The admiration unreserved - Of one and all as well. - - My pen I took in hand and strove - The magic words to write, - Alas! I could not of my Muse - Inspiration invite. - - She would not humor, tho’ I begged - Persistently and long - For the right metre--the right thought, - To best set down my song. - - ’Twas stately phrase I coveted, - The Laurel I would court-- - That of the world’s acknowledgment - Of unsurpass´ed thought. - - At length disheartened, my appeal - Knew, but to be denied, - I rose and to the window moved, - And marked the scene outside. - - All quiet stretched the land before, - Enwrapt in the soft haze - Which with such rare enchantment clothes - Autumn’s initial days. - - Idly my glance the expanse swept - Till it came to where lay - Outside the gate, the winding road - Leading to far-away. - - Then with the moment light was mine-- - Yet not complex its thought, - The inspiration which appealed - Was diff’rent, from that sought. - - The winding road--the simple theme-- - They who followed after-- - The toll it wrested of sad tears, - For short dole of laughter. - - The tranquil ways bidden farewell, - To seek of its unrest, - The truth alas! too oft brought home, - The paths forsook, were best. - - Could I but so compose a lay, - That one who heard might pause, - Nor continue to sacrifice - In an unrighteous cause. - - And keep his soul tho’ it should be - By cruelest conflict wrung, - I need not further supplicate-- - My wondrous song were sung. - - - - - MILADI - - - Miladi is so wonderful in furbelows and laces; - Miladi is so wonderful of such beguiling graces; - My poor faint heart goes pit-a-pat when she her Slave addresses - I wonder if how _much_ I love, Miladi guesses! - - Miladi is so wonderful, her dimples and her curls; - Miladi is so wonderful, my mind bewildered whirls; - Oh would some pow’r benign might make it plain for me to see - How much it is, in very truth, Miladi thinks of _me_. - - - - - THE SOMETHING MY LIFE HAS MISSED - - - It whispers in the murmur - Of the breezes passing by, - Pulsates in the azure - Of ev’ry flawless sky. - And oh! when twilight gathers - And its curtain gently falls, - The-something-my-life-has-missed - Calls and calls. - - Part of the Throng have found it, - The light within their eyes - Pleads of too great a radiance - The truth to disguise. - Their world is all they wish for, - Nor know they to implore - From off Destiny’s altar - Happiness more. - - It whispers in the murmur - Of the breezes passing by, - Pulsates in the azure - Of ev’ry flawless sky. - Some day I, too, shall know it - In all its ecstacy, - The-something-my-life-has-missed - Will come to me. - - - - - CONTENTMENT - - - To have you with me day by day - Watch you flitting to and fro, - In and out this room and that, - Up and down the stairs and lo! - With each turn mark you at - Some task benign--love bids you know. - - To have you with me day by day, - A tender, trusting, gracious self - Let the world treasure as it may, - To me, far dearer than its wealth - Your comradeship. Nor pleads the hour - In all God’s calendar so true, - With blessing richer for its dow’r - Than the rare one which gave me,--_you_. - - - - - GONE - - - I turn to find you, - But do not see-- - Who at my side I knew - Continually. - - Again, I hearken! - But do not hear, - Your voice answer mine - In tones so clear. - - Gone!--nevermore on earth - To see, to know, - And I still live on - God!--is it so? - - - - - TO MY MUSE - - - Let others bow before Wealth’s shrine, - And tribute render up - For the pleasures manifold it brings - To overflow Life’s cup. - But at your altar, Muse, I kneel - And reverential pray, - When darkness would have claimed my soul-- - You held its blight at bay. - - My sky of Life was overcast-- - Nor showed one patch of blue-- - Love had betrayed, and deep,--ah, deep! - My heart drank of its rue. - Where lo! a hand my shoulder pressed, - E’en as I would give up;-- - I turned,--your eyes looked into mine-- - There passed the cup. - - A music wonderful entranced - Which led to heights afar; - Ever it beckoned on, and on, - My guiding star. - The chains that hitherto had held,-- - How worthless proved their pow’r! - Instead of wishing Life to pass - I thanked God for each hour. - - _Let others bow before Wealth’s shrine, - And tribute render up - For the pleasures manifold it brings - To overflow Life’s cup. - But at your altar, Muse, I kneel - And reverential pray, - When darkness would have claimed my soul,-- - You held its blight at bay._ - - - - - CONCEPTION - - - To the many you give of your lighter vein - Laughter and gay repartee. - But the deeper side,--that which thinks things out, - You give to me. - - With the many you play Life’s make-believe game; - ’Tis a bantering light they see - When they look in your eyes, their earnest gaze - You save for me. - - The many accept you for what you would seem; - From such blundering am I free: - I know you for your own true self,--the self - You are to me. - - - - - AWAKENING - - - Oh, truth was mine before. I knew - The sun was gold; the skies of day were blue; - But the wonder of things, dear--_this_ never grew - Until into my life, God’s grace sent _you_. - - - - - THE HOUSE BUILT ON SANDS - - - We will go, he said, far, far away, - And a world make of our own. - A kingdom, such as never before - On land or sea, has been known. - - She smiled into his eyes,--and oh! the look - Of perfect trust she gave - As he gathered her close, vowing the while - Allegiance unto the grave. - - Well, they went away and made their world - As others had done before, - For the time being love blinding them - To the confine of its shore. - - They were all-in-all to each other, alone, - And it mattered not a whit, - That, in the scheme of things outside the pale, - They were not permitted to fit. - - Defiance they flung in the face of dissent! - Life,--was it not their right - To live it as they wanted to? - And they would, all warning despite. - - Why burden the pages by writing down - Their history in detail? - Was ever yet such a compact made - That was known _not_ to fail. - - ’Twas a question of time,--“_The house built on sands_” - From its moorings slipped away; - They who court Fate’s disfavor--or soon--or late, - “Pass under the rod” of her sway. - - - - - TO A BUTTERFLY - - - Butterfly, Butterfly, - Roaming thro’ the air-- - Flying here, flying there, - Flying--ev’rywhere. - Bending o’er the roses’ petals, - Drinking of their dew, - Then away--with quick dart-- - Cleaving towards the blue! - - Butterfly, Butterfly, - Roaming thro’ the air-- - If I, like you, had privilege, - To wander ev’rywhere. - I’d spread my wings and soar up! up! - Straight to Heav’n’s door-- - And when I got there Butterfly, - I’d roam no more! - - - - - A FRAGMENT - - - Flowers exquisite frequent thrive, - Hidden in the shade - Of some o’er-arching foliage - In a secluded glade. - - They need the shadow, not the sun, - To best perfect their bloom. - E’en so, life’s rarest thought expands - Oft, in its darkened room. - - - - - QUERY - - - You love me, you say, and want me - To become your own. - I believe you are in earnest now, - But,--as the years go on-- - - What do you think will happen! - Shall we travel side by side, - Lovers, and faithful companions, - Whatever may betide? - - So many have taken the venture, - But to find it turn out for the bad, - Who, at the beginning, just as much faith - In a different outcome had. - - That I’m fearful our fate might be like theirs,-- - Have we proof, think you, it will not? - A guarantee,--we shall never grow tired - And want to unfasten the knot? - - Tho’ my love is yours, ’twere far better, - Our paths separately should trend; - Than start together, and _then_ diverge, - Nor accomplish the journey’s end. - - - - - I CLOSE MINE EYES - - - I close mine eyes, and see you dear - As in the dear, dead days; - The tender grace, and strength of poise, - Marking you from the rest apart. - And oh! it seems as if I must - Enfold you to my heart. - - I close mine eyes, and see you dear - As in the dear, dead days; - The hair’s soft fall over the brow, - Within your eyes love’s ardent light, - It cannot be! it cannot be! - My day has turned to night. - - I close mine eyes, and see you dear - As in the dear, dead days; - Before love’s bitter aftermath - Whose penalty ’tis mine to know. - Oh! come to me from out its void! - _I need you so! I need you so._ - - - - - UNDERSTANDING - - - You have not spoken the word, dear, - But I know! I know! - It came to me of a-sudden - How you loved me so! - A glance which escaped unguarded, - The truth made plain. - I’ve hugged its memory to me - Over, and over again! - - You have not spoken the word, dear, - But I know! I know! - It came to me of a-sudden - How you loved me so! - A breath, with a catch in the taking,-- - And my world, you see, - Became changed,--for I love you, dear! - As you love me! - - - - - WE MET IN MAY - - - We met in May, I know you have forgotten, - Have long since put all thought of me away; - Yet in my heart the mem’ry ever lingers,-- - We met in May. - - Fragrant the air with redolence of blossom! - Matchless the sky of perfect, cloudless blue! - And oh! the music that the world was ringing-- - When I met you. - - Another has your fancy from me captured; - Her lot,--Fate’s tenderer impulse to know. - Whilst I, adown the years waiting the facing, - Alone, must go. - - No thought is mine save that bequeaths a blessing;-- - God grant your life be a long, happy day. - You have forgotten, but I must remember,-- - We met in May. - - - - - I TURN ME DOWN A LIGHTED WAY - - - I turn me down a lighted way - Where laughter rings and song floats out; - And, as I gain the happy throng, - All eagerly they flock about. - - I smile on this side, and on that, - Join the gay flow of repartee: - Yet, deep, deep down, within my heart - Echoes the endless moan for thee. - - I hark to him who compliments, - Within my eyes a sparkling light. - I play the game,--nor does he guess - Its fire has burned to ashes white. - - They count me merriest of all. - Not one who notes the deep-down sigh, - Who lists--Life’s tragic undertone,-- - _We’ve said good-bye--we’ve said good-bye_. - - - - - COUNSEL - - - Have you balked at the test you’ve been put to, - Are you weary of straining a point? - Is the fight too hard, the way too long? - Is there too much of sighing, too little of song? - Does ev’ry thing seem to be going wrong? - The scheme entire, as it were, out of joint? - - Then lend me an ear whilst I counsel awhile, - You must take a _fresh_ grip, my friend, - The game is yours if you’ll make it your own, - Defeat is a word that need never be known. - He who _sticks_ in his mount, _cannot_ be thrown, - Let his steed strive its best to that end. - - The sun goes down with the gloom of each night, - But it rises again with each morn, - And there’s so much of brightness to be gathered in, - Such wonderful happiness ours to win, - Throw despair to the winds, and anew begin, - Standing forth--the Mortal re-born! - - - - - DECISION - - - At times, I think, were we to talk it over - The something wanting in your life and mine, - We might arrive at clearer understanding - The cause of our unhappiness define. - - Yet, ever with the impulse strong upon me - Such course to follow out as for the best, - Comes swift the contradictory impression,-- - ’Twould useless be to put it to the test. - - That sympathy which pleads when souls are mated - Is the so woefully lacking,--’tis clear, - It could not prove aught else than effort wasted,-- - You are so far,--to try and draw you near. - - - - - YOU NEVER GUESSED THE SECRET - - - You never guessed the secret, - Nor have unto to-day. - The truth of it never reached you, - I hid it so well away. - The truth of how I loved you, - Yet spake not, for your sake; - Nor is it easy to put aside - What One so longs to take. - - The voice of you, in my musings, - The glance of you, in my dreams; - The feeling, you ever were near me, - Even now, how compelling it seems! - As if but to turn--were to see you; - To know the clasp of your hand; - Yet, I guarded the knowledge carefully, - And you did not understand. - - Still the thought of you hurt, and I hungered-- - Hungered, day and night, - It will count when the story is ended, - I was able to see aright. - You never guessed the secret, - Nor have unto to-day. - The truth of it never reached you, - I hid it so well away. - - - - - THE LIGHT - - - The light! the light! - For all is dark, - The light I pray, - My feet stumble, - I cannot find the way. - - The light! the light! - For all is dark, - Soon the night - Complete, will overtake - The light! the light! Oh! God--the light! - - - - - EDUCATION - - - You say you are shocked, my lady,--and so you ought to be. - A comedy, quite upon my soul, - To make me love you,--then fence about - When I demand only righteous toll. - - An innocent flirtation, you intended no harm,-- - Well, a lesson the trifler learns, - To keep a safe distance away from fire,-- - For the truth, not the lie, it burns. - - - - - RE-ADJUSTMENT - - - You beg of me to forgive you - The Other in your life. - She, who has for some time, I’ve discovered, - Been defrauding the wife. - - You avow you never loved her - That ’twas she led you along-- - And why hold one responsible - Who’s not guilty of a wrong? - - Won’t I forgive, as you urge me, - Forgive and try to forget? - Let the rest of your life be a token, - Of how sincere your regret. - - I must have time for my answer, - Some things take the breath-- - It seems to die, we need not - Always wait for death. - - I loved you so absolutely, - Thought you so completely my own; - I never questioned but that we meant - All in all to each other--alone. - - And you the while were betraying - The faith I held so dear, - Selling the same to another-- - No, do not come near. - - When its foundation becomes weakened, - A structure is undermined, - Nor can it at all times, be strengthened anew, - They who venture the effort, find. - - I will do my best to replace it-- - The foundation my trust hath known; - Should I fail--tho’ sincere my intention--tion-- - You must go on your way--alone. - - - - - FROM “RHYMES FOR WEE SWEETHEARTS” - - -Acknowledgment is made to Messrs. George W. Jacobs & Company for their -courtesy in granting permission to reprint in this volume verses from -“Rhymes for Wee Sweethearts.” - - - - - WHEN GRANDMAMA WAS LITTLE - - - When grandmama was little-- - It was years and years ago, - In what folks call, at this time, - The old-fashioned days, you know-- - Why, she had such a perfect time, - The best you ever saw: - We wish that we’d been little - Same time as grandmama. - - She tells us all about it, - And then, if we are good, - And just sit still and listen, - The way all children should, - And never interrupt a bit, - Or question ’bout the rest - Till she’s all through, she shows us - The things up in her chest. - - I can’t begin to tell you - The half of what is there: - The rag-dolls soiled and faded - That haven’t any hair, - And toys, and--oh, yes!--lady-dolls, - And, folded with the rest, - A little rose-bud muslin frock, - Her one-time very best. - - And there’s her picture taken - In this self-same gown, - With ruffles reaching to the waist - And panties showing down; - Hair parted in the middle; - Over each ear a curl: - Oh! but our grandmama was pretty! - When a little girl! - - - - - HAROLD’S LAMENT - - - Blamed if I see any fun - In being a boy, - With ev’rybody trying - Their hardest to annoy! - It’s “Harold” here, and “Harold” there - Until they have me sick - Of “Run along!”--“Don’t be slow!”-- - Or “Hurry up; be quick!” - - First some one sends me down-stairs, - I run with might and main; - Before I’m half-way there it’s turn - And run right up again! - And sure as I go out to play, - Or have a little fun, - I’m called straight in: there’s something else - A-waiting to be done! - - I just believe I’ll run away; - Pack all my things and go! - Can’t see the use of staying ’round - And being treated so! - For I just bet when they were small, - Not _one_ of them would do - Half of the errands and the things - That I’m expected to! - - - - - MRS. SPIDER - - - Brother Dick and I one day - Watched Mrs. Spider spin away: - My, how she spun, and spun, and spun, - Until she had her web all done! - Then, brother Dick, he said to me: - “Now, where can Mr. Spider be?” - We watched, but didn’t see him come, - So I guess he couldn’t have lived at home. - - - - - THE NAUGHTY LITTLE GIRL - - - When I’m so awf’ly naughty, - And - just - won’t - do - The very littlest tiny thing - That - I’m - told - to, - But kick and scream when any one - Attempts to come my way, - And press my fingers to my ears - To miss what they may say, - Why, then my mother says that I’m - As bad as bad can be; - She says she thinks it’s some one else - Instead - of - me. - She says she’s sure the little girl - She - used - to - know - Would never do the horrid things - That - hurt - her - so; - And though she doesn’t try to whip, - She looks so very sad - That somehow I just get ashamed - And can’t keep being bad: - I chase the naughty girl away - As far as far can be; - Then I run and kiss my mother, so - She’ll - know - I’m - me! - - - - - ON THE STAIR - - - A wee form nestles on the stair, - Two eyes betraying - The Sand-man has o’ertaken there - Wee steps delaying. - Too tired to mount the flight to bed, - Dear little tumbled golden head, - Just resting there a while instead, - Through dreamland straying. - - - - - THE LAND O’ DREAMS - - - All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams! - (One for the money and two for the show!) - All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams! - (Three to make ready and four to go!) - The passenger’s late, - But the cars all wait-- - Just hark to the brakeman’s cries: - “All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!”-- - And the tickets are drowsy eyes. - - - II - - All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams! - (One for the money and two for the show!) - All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams! - (Three to make ready and four to go!) - The whistles sound, - And the wheels go ’round, - And the bright green fields slip past; - The passenger’s here and the track is clear - To the Land o’ Dreams at last! - - - - - THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT - - - Sometimes at night I get awake - And all’s so dark and still-- - Why I’m ’bout scared even to take - A deep-down breath, until - I peer ’round first and try to see - If ev’rything’s all right! - For the terriblest things can be,-- - The Middle of the Night. - - I want so much to cry right out-- - But I am awful ’fraid! - ’Cause, if those black things _were_ about, - They’d hear the noise I made. - And mother sleeps so very sound, - She mightn’t hear, you see, - And then they’d make a great big bound - And run away with me. - - So I lie just still as I can-- - My heart a-thumping so! - Wishing I were a great big man, - So I’d not scare, you know. - When oh!--the covers pull away - And just as I begin - To scream--why, I hear mother say - It’s her tucking them in! - - - - - WHEN OUR FATHERS WERE LITTLE BOYS - - - When our fathers were little boys, - Before they grew to men, - I wonder did they make a noise - Or have a good time then? - I wonder did they ever fight - And punch each other’s nose? - Or if they always did just right - And never spoiled their clothes. - - I wonder did their mothers scold - Sometimes and make them cry? - I wonder if they ever told - A teeny-weeny lie? - I wonder if they ever had - Such dirty hands and face? - I wonder were they ever mad - And banged things ’round the place? - - I wonder did they ever run - To fires hard as they could? - Or if they called it better fun - To sit still and be good? - I wonder _were_ they ever small - And kept back in the shade? - Or didn’t they have to grow at all, - But just come ready made? - - - - - SLUMBER LAND - - - To all: “Good-night!” - Two eyes shut tight - And baby’s bound for Slumber, - The land where all tired children go, - The land where white dream-flowers grow - Beyond my art to number: - Winks - And blinks - And nods all past-- - Mother’s arms are sure and fast, - Off to Slumber Land at last, - The moonlit Land of Slumber! - - - - - THE NEW BROTHER - - - We’ve got a new kid in our house; - And it ’bout gives me a fit, - The fuss that ev’rybody is - A-making over it. - All ’long I’ve been the pet, you see, - ’Twas _me_ they tried to please - But now, this other fellow has - Them all upon their knees! - - He’s just about the ugliest! - And really doesn’t seem - Able to do another thing - But double up and scream. - He’s got no teeth, he’s got no hair,-- - Worst curiosity! - I’d like some one to tell me _why_ - He counts for more than me! - - - - - - - - - - -End of Project Gutenberg's Poems of Life, by Katharine Forrest Hamill - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK POEMS OF LIFE *** - -***** This file should be named 51513-0.txt or 51513-0.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/5/1/5/1/51513/ - -Produced by Larry B. 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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Poems of Life - -Author: Katharine Forrest Hamill - -Release Date: March 20, 2016 [EBook #51513] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK POEMS OF LIFE *** - - - - -Produced by Larry B. Harrison, Chuck Greif and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This -file was produced from images generously made available -by The Internet Archive) - - - - - - -</pre> - -<hr class="full" /> - -<div class="figcenter"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="314" height="500" alt="" title="" /> -</div> -<p class="c"><span class="cbarred">POEMS OF LIFE</span></p> - -<h1> -POEMS<br /> -OF LIFE</h1> - -<p class="cbsans">By<br /> -KATHARINE FORREST HAMILL</p> - -<p class="cb">PHILADELPHIA<br /> -PETER REILLY, PUBLISHER<br /> -133 N. THIRTEENTH STREET<br /> -1915<br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">Copyright 1915, by Peter Reilly<br /> -Published July, 1915</span><br /> -<br /><br /> -<small>FIRST IMPRESSION</small></p> - -<p class="cbarred"><a name="TO" id="TO"></a>TO -<br /> -GRACE BARTLETT STRYKER</p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Words fail me when I strive to say<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What you’ve meant to me—for so long a day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hope—Inspiration—Sympathy.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Steadfast and true, whate’er might be.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O priv’lege rarest to the end<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As in the past, to call you—<i>friend</i>.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<div class="cbarred"> -<p class="c"><a name="AUTHORS_NOTE" id="AUTHORS_NOTE"></a>AUTHOR’S NOTE</p> - -<p>The poems contained within the following pages are <i>children of the -brain</i> which at intervals obtruded their company, and which, such as -they are, at the solicitation of my friends, I have ventured to set -down.</p> - -<p class="r"> -K. F. H.<br /> -</p> -</div> - -<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS</h2> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> -<tr><td><a href="#TO">Dedication</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#TO">IX</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#AUTHORS_NOTE">Author’s Note</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#AUTHORS_NOTE">XI</a></td></tr> - -<tr><th colspan="2" class="c">POEMS OF LIFE.</th></tr> - -<tr><td> </td><td class="r">Page</td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#TO-DAY">Today</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_005">5</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#JEWELS">Jewels</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_006">6</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#SOMETHING_GONE">Something Gone</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_007">7</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#A-MAYING">A-Maying</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_008">8</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#TRIBUTE">Tribute</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_009">9</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#GOOD-BYE">Good-Bye</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_010">10</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_WONDROUS_SONG">The Wondrous Song</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_014">14</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#MILADI">Miladi</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_017">17</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_SOMETHING_MY_LIFE_HAS_MISSED">The Something-my-life-has-missed</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_018">18</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#CONTENTMENT">Contentment</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_020">20</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#GONE">Gone</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_021">21</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#TO_MY_MUSE">To My Muse</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_022">22</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#CONCEPTION">Conception</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_024">24</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#AWAKENING">Awakening</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_025">25</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_HOUSE_BUILT_ON_SANDS">The House Built on Sands</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_026">26</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#TO_A_BUTTERFLY">To a Butterfly</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_028">28</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#A_FRAGMENT">A Fragment</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_029">29</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#QUERY">Query</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_030">30</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#I_CLOSE_MINE_EYES">I Close Mine Eyes</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_032">32</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#UNDERSTANDING">Understanding</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_033">33</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#WE_MET_IN_MAY">We Met in May</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_034">34</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#I_TURN_ME_DOWN_A_LIGHTED_WAY">I Turn Me Down a Lighted Way</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_036">36</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#COUNSEL">Counsel</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_037">37</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#DECISION">Decision</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_039">39</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#YOU_NEVER_GUESSED_THE_SECRET">You Never Guessed the Secret</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_040">40</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_LIGHT">The Light</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_042">42</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#EDUCATION">Education</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_043">43</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#RE-ADJUSTMENT">Re-Adjustment</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_044">44</a></td></tr> - -<tr><th colspan="2" class="c" align="center"><a href="#FROM_RHYMES_FOR_WEE_SWEETHEARTS">FROM “RHYMES FOR WEE SWEETHEARTS”</a></th></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#WHEN_GRANDMAMA_WAS_LITTLE">When Grandmama Was Little</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_053">53</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#HAROLDS_LAMENT">Harolds Lament</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_055">55</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#MRS_SPIDER">Mrs Spider</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_057">57</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_NAUGHTY_LITTLE_GIRL">The Naughty Little Girl</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_058">58</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#ON_THE_STAIR">On the Stair</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_060">60</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_LAND_O_DREAMS">The Land O’Dreams</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_061">61</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_MIDDLE_OF_THE_NIGHT">The Middle of the Night</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_063">63</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#WHEN_OUR_FATHERS_WERE_LITTLE_BOYS">When Our Fathers Were Little Boys</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_065">65</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#SLUMBER_LAND">Slumber Land</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_067">67</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td><a href="#THE_NEW_BROTHER">The New Brother</a></td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_068">68</a></td></tr> - -</table> - -<p><a name="page_001" id="page_001"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="POEMS_OF_LIFE" id="POEMS_OF_LIFE"></a>POEMS OF LIFE</h2> - -<p><a name="page_004" id="page_004"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_005" id="page_005"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_002" id="page_002"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_003" id="page_003"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="TO-DAY" id="TO-DAY"></a>TO-DAY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>HE Yesterdays we might have called our own<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But which, in our blindness, we let slip by,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas! they know not to return again,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Deep-buried doth each, within its grave, lie.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">But O belov’ed, now that we have made<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The golden secret ours—to hold alway<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We will not sorrow o’er departed hours—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Just live in God’s great glorious—To-day!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_006" id="page_006"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="JEWELS" id="JEWELS"></a>JEWELS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">O</span>H, not the gracious deeds your kindness knew, dear,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When shone my sun and skies were ever fair;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But the more precious sympathies you tendered<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In sorrow’s hour. <i>Those</i> my jewels rare<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which dearer, than off’ring wealth knows to proffer,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I’ll keep beside me whate’er may attend,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor render up so long as Life’s day lasteth,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Aye, and take with me, when shall plead its end.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_007" id="page_007"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="SOMETHING_GONE" id="SOMETHING_GONE"></a>SOMETHING GONE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">Y</span>OU come to me—you take my hand,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You try to make me see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Things should become as they once were,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">’Twixt you and me.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I listen to each word, you say,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I mark well ev’ry tone,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Only to find—you plead in vain,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">There’s something gone.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Something gone—that cannot come back again,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Tho’ most entreatingly you pray.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet, not mine the fault,—but yours alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It went away.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_008" id="page_008"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="A-MAYING" id="A-MAYING"></a>A-MAYING</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>E will go a-Maying dear,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Just you and I together,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh, the glory of God’s blossoming<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Sunshiny weather!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ev’ry ill we will forget,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor remember a regret,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For ’twill never do to fret<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Whilst we are a-straying.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Only laughter ringing clear,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Waking echo far and near;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You and I so happy dear;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A-Maying! A-Maying!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_009" id="page_009"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="TRIBUTE" id="TRIBUTE"></a>TRIBUTE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>O prove myself—aye, that’s my aim,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To prove myself for those<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who took me by the hand and held,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor cared if others chose<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To notice or pass coldly by.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Thro’ stormiest of weather<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Stood ever at my side, and said<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We’ll face the world together!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_010" id="page_010"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="GOOD-BYE" id="GOOD-BYE"></a>GOOD-BYE</h2> - -<h3><i>She</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">G</span>OOD-bye, yes, I’ve decided<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It’s best—it should not go <i>on</i>,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The quite delightful companionship<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You and I, for some time, have known.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No, do not try to dissuade me,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I’ve thought it most carefully o’er,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To arrive at but one conviction—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We must see each other no more.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3><i>He</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And you think to sever our friendship<br /></span> -<span class="i2">By a mere putting away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Letting the same, as it were, slip from us<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor permitting me to say,<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A word in defence of its going<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As if I’d no <i>right</i> to share<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the matter of decision<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I ask you,—Is it fair?<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_011" id="page_011"></a></p> - -<h3><i>She</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Man-like you refuse to <i>reason</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2">To see it’s the only way,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That the step really should have been taken<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Even <i>before</i> to-day.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">With you ’tis quite diff’rent,—the matter,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You’ve priv’lege entire of your life;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But my freedom bows to restriction,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I am another man’s wife.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3><i>He</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Yes, another man’s wife, but the honor<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The Fates have conferred, it would seem<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He doesn’t the quite appreciate,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">At least, ’tis the knowledge I gleam.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">From observing his attitude towards you,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Which I’m sure,—and you can but agree,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is not in the least in keeping with what<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A husband’s towards a wife <i>should</i> be.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_012" id="page_012"></a></p> - -<h3><i>She</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And his failing you think permits me<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Favor to accept at <i>your</i> hands,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That the vow I took at the altar<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Ceases to impose its demands.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In sickness or health I promised,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">“For better or worse”,—till the day,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He who gave should in his judgment<br /></span> -<span class="i2">See fit to take away.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3><i>He</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And you’ll let it bind you, that promise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To a man who does not care;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whose int’rest is the thoroughly selfish,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In whose secrets—you do not share,<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Listen, dear, the priv’lege of Mortals,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To get what we can out of life.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Free yourself from the bond that is irksome<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And find happiness, as my wife.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_013" id="page_013"></a></p> - -<h3><i>She</i></h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Nay, not so, the rule of living<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Holds faithful but to the one test;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor counts it—another’s transgression,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">We must give of <i>ourselves</i>—our best.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Of no use to appeal the exception,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The truth remains fix’ed alway,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So, good-bye, it <i>must</i> be,—and, God bless you,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>There is nothing more to say</i>.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_014" id="page_014"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_WONDROUS_SONG" id="THE_WONDROUS_SONG"></a>THE WONDROUS SONG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span> LONGED to sing a wondrous song,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">So wondrous, ’twould compel<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The admiration unreserved<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of one and all as well.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My pen I took in hand and strove<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The magic words to write,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas! I could not of my Muse<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Inspiration invite.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She would not humor, tho’ I begged<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Persistently and long<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For the right metre—the right thought,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To best set down my song.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">’Twas stately phrase I coveted,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The Laurel I would court—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That of the world’s acknowledgment<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of unsurpass´ed thought.<a name="page_015" id="page_015"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">At length disheartened, my appeal<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Knew, but to be denied,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I rose and to the window moved,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And marked the scene outside.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All quiet stretched the land before,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Enwrapt in the soft haze<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Which with such rare enchantment clothes<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Autumn’s initial days.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Idly my glance the expanse swept<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Till it came to where lay<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Outside the gate, the winding road<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Leading to far-away.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then with the moment light was mine—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Yet not complex its thought,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The inspiration which appealed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Was diff’rent, from that sought.<a name="page_016" id="page_016"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The winding road—the simple theme—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They who followed after—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The toll it wrested of sad tears,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For short dole of laughter.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The tranquil ways bidden farewell,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To seek of its unrest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The truth alas! too oft brought home,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The paths forsook, were best.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Could I but so compose a lay,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That one who heard might pause,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor continue to sacrifice<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In an unrighteous cause.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And keep his soul tho’ it should be<br /></span> -<span class="i2">By cruelest conflict wrung,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I need not further supplicate—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My wondrous song were sung.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_017" id="page_017"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="MILADI" id="MILADI"></a>MILADI</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">M</span>ILADI is so wonderful in furbelows and laces;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Miladi is so wonderful of such beguiling graces;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My poor faint heart goes pit-a-pat when she her Slave addresses<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder if how <i>much</i> I love, Miladi guesses!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Miladi is so wonderful, her dimples and her curls;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Miladi is so wonderful, my mind bewildered whirls;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh would some pow’r benign might make it plain for me to see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">How much it is, in very truth, Miladi thinks of <i>me</i>.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_018" id="page_018"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_SOMETHING_MY_LIFE_HAS_MISSED" id="THE_SOMETHING_MY_LIFE_HAS_MISSED"></a>THE SOMETHING MY LIFE HAS MISSED</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span>T whispers in the murmur<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of the breezes passing by,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pulsates in the azure<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of ev’ry flawless sky.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And oh! when twilight gathers<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And its curtain gently falls,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The-something-my-life-has-missed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Calls and calls.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Part of the Throng have found it,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The light within their eyes<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pleads of too great a radiance<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The truth to disguise.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Their world is all they wish for,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor know they to implore<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From off Destiny’s altar<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Happiness more.<a name="page_019" id="page_019"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">It whispers in the murmur<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of the breezes passing by,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pulsates in the azure<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of ev’ry flawless sky.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Some day I, too, shall know it<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In all its ecstacy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The-something-my-life-has-missed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Will come to me.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_020" id="page_020"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="CONTENTMENT" id="CONTENTMENT"></a>CONTENTMENT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>O have you with me day by day<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Watch you flitting to and fro,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In and out this room and that,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Up and down the stairs and lo!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With each turn mark you at<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Some task benign—love bids you know.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">To have you with me day by day,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A tender, trusting, gracious self<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let the world treasure as it may,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To me, far dearer than its wealth<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your comradeship. Nor pleads the hour<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In all God’s calendar so true,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With blessing richer for its dow’r<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Than the rare one which gave me,—<i>you</i>.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_021" id="page_021"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="GONE" id="GONE"></a>GONE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span> TURN to find you,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But do not see—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who at my side I knew<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Continually.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Again, I hearken!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But do not hear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your voice answer mine<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In tones so clear.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Gone!—nevermore on earth<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To see, to know,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And I still live on<br /></span> -<span class="i2">God!—is it so?<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_022" id="page_022"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="TO_MY_MUSE" id="TO_MY_MUSE"></a>TO MY MUSE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">L</span>ET others bow before Wealth’s shrine,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And tribute render up<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For the pleasures manifold it brings<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To overflow Life’s cup.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But at your altar, Muse, I kneel<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And reverential pray,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When darkness would have claimed my soul—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You held its blight at bay.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My sky of Life was overcast—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor showed one patch of blue—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love had betrayed, and deep,—ah, deep!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My heart drank of its rue.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where lo! a hand my shoulder pressed,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">E’en as I would give up;—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I turned,—your eyes looked into mine—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">There passed the cup.<a name="page_023" id="page_023"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A music wonderful entranced<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Which led to heights afar;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Ever it beckoned on, and on,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My guiding star.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The chains that hitherto had held,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">How worthless proved their pow’r!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Instead of wishing Life to pass<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I thanked God for each hour.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><i>Let others bow before Wealth’s shrine,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>And tribute render up</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>For the pleasures manifold it brings</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>To overflow Life’s cup.</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>But at your altar, Muse, I kneel</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>And reverential pray,</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>When darkness would have claimed my soul,—</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>You held its blight at bay.</i><br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_024" id="page_024"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="CONCEPTION" id="CONCEPTION"></a>CONCEPTION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>O the many you give of your lighter vein<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Laughter and gay repartee.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But the deeper side,—that which thinks things out,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You give to me.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">With the many you play Life’s make-believe game;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">’Tis a bantering light they see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When they look in your eyes, their earnest gaze<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You save for me.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The many accept you for what you would seem;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">From such blundering am I free:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I know you for your own true self,—the self<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You are to me.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_025" id="page_025"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="AWAKENING" id="AWAKENING"></a>AWAKENING</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">O</span>H, truth was mine before. I knew<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The sun was gold; the skies of day were blue;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But the wonder of things, dear—<i>this</i> never grew<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Until into my life, God’s grace sent <i>you</i>.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_026" id="page_026"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_HOUSE_BUILT_ON_SANDS" id="THE_HOUSE_BUILT_ON_SANDS"></a>THE HOUSE BUILT ON SANDS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>E will go, he said, far, far away,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And a world make of our own.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A kingdom, such as never before<br /></span> -<span class="i2">On land or sea, has been known.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She smiled into his eyes,—and oh! the look<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of perfect trust she gave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As he gathered her close, vowing the while<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Allegiance unto the grave.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Well, they went away and made their world<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As others had done before,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For the time being love blinding them<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To the confine of its shore.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They were all-in-all to each other, alone,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And it mattered not a whit,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That, in the scheme of things outside the pale,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They were not permitted to fit.<a name="page_027" id="page_027"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Defiance they flung in the face of dissent!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Life,—was it not their right<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To live it as they wanted to?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And they would, all warning despite.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Why burden the pages by writing down<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Their history in detail?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Was ever yet such a compact made<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That was known <i>not</i> to fail.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">’Twas a question of time,—“<i>The house built on sands</i>”<br /></span> -<span class="i2">From its moorings slipped away;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They who court Fate’s disfavor—or soon—or late,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">“Pass under the rod” of her sway.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_028" id="page_028"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="TO_A_BUTTERFLY" id="TO_A_BUTTERFLY"></a>TO A BUTTERFLY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">B</span>UTTERFLY, Butterfly,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Roaming thro’ the air—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Flying here, flying there,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Flying—ev’rywhere.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Bending o’er the roses’ petals,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Drinking of their dew,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then away—with quick dart—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Cleaving towards the blue!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Butterfly, Butterfly,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Roaming thro’ the air—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">If I, like you, had privilege,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To wander ev’rywhere.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’d spread my wings and soar up! up!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Straight to Heav’n’s door—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And when I got there Butterfly,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I’d roam no more!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_029" id="page_029"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="A_FRAGMENT" id="A_FRAGMENT"></a>A FRAGMENT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">F</span>LOWERS exquisite frequent thrive,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Hidden in the shade<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of some o’er-arching foliage<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In a secluded glade.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They need the shadow, not the sun,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To best perfect their bloom.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">E’en so, life’s rarest thought expands<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Oft, in its darkened room.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_030" id="page_030"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="QUERY" id="QUERY"></a>QUERY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">Y</span>OU love me, you say, and want me<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To become your own.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I believe you are in earnest now,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But,—as the years go on—<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What do you think will happen!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Shall we travel side by side,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lovers, and faithful companions,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Whatever may betide?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So many have taken the venture,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But to find it turn out for the bad,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who, at the beginning, just as much faith<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In a different outcome had.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">That I’m fearful our fate might be like theirs,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Have we proof, think you, it will not?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A guarantee,—we shall never grow tired<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And want to unfasten the knot?<a name="page_031" id="page_031"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Tho’ my love is yours, ’twere far better,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Our paths separately should trend;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Than start together, and <i>then</i> diverge,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor accomplish the journey’s end.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_032" id="page_032"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="I_CLOSE_MINE_EYES" id="I_CLOSE_MINE_EYES"></a>I CLOSE MINE EYES</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span> CLOSE mine eyes, and see you dear<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As in the dear, dead days;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The tender grace, and strength of poise,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Marking you from the rest apart.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And oh! it seems as if I must<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Enfold you to my heart.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I close mine eyes, and see you dear<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As in the dear, dead days;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The hair’s soft fall over the brow,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Within your eyes love’s ardent light,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It cannot be! it cannot be!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My day has turned to night.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I close mine eyes, and see you dear<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As in the dear, dead days;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Before love’s bitter aftermath<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Whose penalty ’tis mine to know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh! come to me from out its void!<br /></span> -<span class="i2"><i>I need you so! I need you so.</i><br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_033" id="page_033"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="UNDERSTANDING" id="UNDERSTANDING"></a>UNDERSTANDING</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">Y</span>OU have not spoken the word, dear,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But I know! I know!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It came to me of a-sudden<br /></span> -<span class="i2">How you loved me so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A glance which escaped unguarded,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The truth made plain.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’ve hugged its memory to me<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Over, and over again!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You have not spoken the word, dear,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But I know! I know!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It came to me of a-sudden<br /></span> -<span class="i2">How you loved me so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A breath, with a catch in the taking,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And my world, you see,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Became changed,—for I love you, dear!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As you love me!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_034" id="page_034"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="WE_MET_IN_MAY" id="WE_MET_IN_MAY"></a>WE MET IN MAY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>E met in May, I know you have forgotten,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Have long since put all thought of me away;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet in my heart the mem’ry ever lingers,—<br /></span> -<span class="i12">We met in May.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Fragrant the air with redolence of blossom!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Matchless the sky of perfect, cloudless blue!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And oh! the music that the world was ringing—<br /></span> -<span class="i12">When I met you.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Another has your fancy from me captured;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her lot,—Fate’s tenderer impulse to know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whilst I, adown the years waiting the facing,<br /></span> -<span class="i12">Alone, must go.<a name="page_035" id="page_035"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">No thought is mine save that bequeaths a blessing;—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">God grant your life be a long, happy day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You have forgotten, but I must remember,—<br /></span> -<span class="i12">We met in May.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_036" id="page_036"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="I_TURN_ME_DOWN_A_LIGHTED_WAY" id="I_TURN_ME_DOWN_A_LIGHTED_WAY"></a>I TURN ME DOWN A LIGHTED WAY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">I</span> TURN me down a lighted way<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where laughter rings and song floats out;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And, as I gain the happy throng,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">All eagerly they flock about.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I smile on this side, and on that,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Join the gay flow of repartee:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet, deep, deep down, within my heart<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Echoes the endless moan for thee.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I hark to him who compliments,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Within my eyes a sparkling light.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I play the game,—nor does he guess<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Its fire has burned to ashes white.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">They count me merriest of all.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Not one who notes the deep-down sigh,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who lists—Life’s tragic undertone,—<br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>We’ve said good-bye—we’ve said good-bye</i>.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_037" id="page_037"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="COUNSEL" id="COUNSEL"></a>COUNSEL</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">H</span>AVE you balked at the test you’ve been put to,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Are you weary of straining a point?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is the fight too hard, the way too long?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is there too much of sighing, too little of song?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Does ev’ry thing seem to be going wrong?<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The scheme entire, as it were, out of joint?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then lend me an ear whilst I counsel awhile,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You must take a <i>fresh</i> grip, my friend,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The game is yours if you’ll make it your own,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Defeat is a word that need never be known.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He who <i>sticks</i> in his mount, <i>cannot</i> be thrown,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Let his steed strive its best to that end.<a name="page_038" id="page_038"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The sun goes down with the gloom of each night,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But it rises again with each morn,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And there’s so much of brightness to be gathered in,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Such wonderful happiness ours to win,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Throw despair to the winds, and anew begin,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Standing forth—the Mortal re-born!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_039" id="page_039"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="DECISION" id="DECISION"></a>DECISION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">A</span>T times, I think, were we to talk it over<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The something wanting in your life and mine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We might arrive at clearer understanding<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The cause of our unhappiness define.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Yet, ever with the impulse strong upon me<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Such course to follow out as for the best,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Comes swift the contradictory impression,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">’Twould useless be to put it to the test.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">That sympathy which pleads when souls are mated<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Is the so woefully lacking,—’tis clear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It could not prove aught else than effort wasted,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You are so far,—to try and draw you near.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_040" id="page_040"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="YOU_NEVER_GUESSED_THE_SECRET" id="YOU_NEVER_GUESSED_THE_SECRET"></a>YOU NEVER GUESSED THE SECRET</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">Y</span>OU never guessed the secret,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor have unto to-day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The truth of it never reached you,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I hid it so well away.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The truth of how I loved you,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Yet spake not, for your sake;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor is it easy to put aside<br /></span> -<span class="i2">What One so longs to take.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The voice of you, in my musings,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The glance of you, in my dreams;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The feeling, you ever were near me,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Even now, how compelling it seems!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As if but to turn—were to see you;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To know the clasp of your hand;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet, I guarded the knowledge carefully,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And you did not understand.<a name="page_041" id="page_041"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Still the thought of you hurt, and I hungered—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Hungered, day and night,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It will count when the story is ended,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I was able to see aright.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You never guessed the secret,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Nor have unto to-day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The truth of it never reached you,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I hid it so well away.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_042" id="page_042"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_LIGHT" id="THE_LIGHT"></a>THE LIGHT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>HE light! the light!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For all is dark,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The light I pray,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My feet stumble,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I cannot find the way.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The light! the light!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For all is dark,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Soon the night<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Complete, will overtake<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The light! the light! Oh! God—the light!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_043" id="page_043"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="EDUCATION" id="EDUCATION"></a>EDUCATION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">Y</span>OU say you are shocked, my lady,—and so you ought to be.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A comedy, quite upon my soul,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To make me love you,—then fence about<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When I demand only righteous toll.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">An innocent flirtation, you intended no harm,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Well, a lesson the trifler learns,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To keep a safe distance away from fire,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For the truth, not the lie, it burns.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_044" id="page_044"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="RE-ADJUSTMENT" id="RE-ADJUSTMENT"></a>RE-ADJUSTMENT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">Y</span>OU beg of me to forgive you<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The Other in your life.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She, who has for some time, I’ve discovered,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Been defrauding the wife.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You avow you never loved her<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That ’twas she led you along—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And why hold one responsible<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Who’s not guilty of a wrong?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Won’t I forgive, as you urge me,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Forgive and try to forget?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Let the rest of your life be a token,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of how sincere your regret.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I must have time for my answer,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Some things take the breath—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It seems to die, we need not<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Always wait for death.<a name="page_045" id="page_045"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I loved you so absolutely,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Thought you so completely my own;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I never questioned but that we meant<br /></span> -<span class="i2">All in all to each other—alone.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And you the while were betraying<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The faith I held so dear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Selling the same to another—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No, do not come near.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">When its foundation becomes weakened,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A structure is undermined,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor can it at all times, be strengthened anew,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They who venture the effort, find.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I will do my best to replace it—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The foundation my trust hath known;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Should I fail—tho’ sincere my intention—tion—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You must go on your way—alone.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_049" id="page_049"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_048" id="page_048"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_047" id="page_047"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_046" id="page_046"></a></p> - -<h2 class="cbarred"><a name="FROM_RHYMES_FOR_WEE_SWEETHEARTS" id="FROM_RHYMES_FOR_WEE_SWEETHEARTS"></a>FROM “RHYMES FOR WEE SWEETHEARTS”</h2> - -<p><a name="page_050" id="page_050"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_051" id="page_051"></a></p> - -<p>Acknowledgment is made to Messrs. George W. Jacobs & Company for their -courtesy in granting permission to reprint in this volume verses from -“Rhymes for Wee Sweethearts.”</p> - -<p><a name="page_052" id="page_052"></a></p> - -<p><a name="page_053" id="page_053"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="WHEN_GRANDMAMA_WAS_LITTLE" id="WHEN_GRANDMAMA_WAS_LITTLE"></a>WHEN GRANDMAMA WAS LITTLE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>HEN grandmama was little—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It was years and years ago,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In what folks call, at this time,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The old-fashioned days, you know—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why, she had such a perfect time,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The best you ever saw:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We wish that we’d been little<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Same time as grandmama.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">She tells us all about it,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And then, if we are good,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And just sit still and listen,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The way all children should,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And never interrupt a bit,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Or question ’bout the rest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Till she’s all through, she shows us<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The things up in her chest.<a name="page_054" id="page_054"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I can’t begin to tell you<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The half of what is there:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The rag-dolls soiled and faded<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That haven’t any hair,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And toys, and—oh, yes!—lady-dolls,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And, folded with the rest,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A little rose-bud muslin frock,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Her one-time very best.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And there’s her picture taken<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In this self-same gown,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With ruffles reaching to the waist<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And panties showing down;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hair parted in the middle;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Over each ear a curl:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh! but our grandmama was pretty!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">When a little girl!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_055" id="page_055"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="HAROLDS_LAMENT" id="HAROLDS_LAMENT"></a>HAROLD’S LAMENT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">B</span>LAMED if I see any fun<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In being a boy,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With ev’rybody trying<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Their hardest to annoy!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It’s “Harold” here, and “Harold” there<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Until they have me sick<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of “Run along!”—“Don’t be slow!”—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Or “Hurry up; be quick!”<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">First some one sends me down-stairs,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I run with might and main;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Before I’m half-way there it’s turn<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And run right up again!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And sure as I go out to play,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Or have a little fun,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’m called straight in: there’s something else<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A-waiting to be done!<a name="page_056" id="page_056"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I just believe I’ll run away;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Pack all my things and go!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Can’t see the use of staying ’round<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And being treated so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For I just bet when they were small,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Not <i>one</i> of them would do<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Half of the errands and the things<br /></span> -<span class="i2">That I’m expected to!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_057" id="page_057"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="MRS_SPIDER" id="MRS_SPIDER"></a>MRS. SPIDER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">B</span>ROTHER Dick and I one day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Watched Mrs. Spider spin away:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My, how she spun, and spun, and spun,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Until she had her web all done!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then, brother Dick, he said to me:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Now, where can Mr. Spider be?”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We watched, but didn’t see him come,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So I guess he couldn’t have lived at home.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_058" id="page_058"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_NAUGHTY_LITTLE_GIRL" id="THE_NAUGHTY_LITTLE_GIRL"></a>THE NAUGHTY LITTLE GIRL</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>HEN I’m so awf’ly naughty,<br /></span> -<span class="i3">And<br /></span> -<span class="i5">just<br /></span> -<span class="i6">won’t<br /></span> -<span class="i8">do<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The very littlest tiny thing<br /></span> -<span class="i3">That<br /></span> -<span class="i5">I’m<br /></span> -<span class="i6">told<br /></span> -<span class="i7">to,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But kick and scream when any one<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Attempts to come my way,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And press my fingers to my ears<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To miss what they may say,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why, then my mother says that I’m<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As bad as bad can be;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">She says she thinks it’s some one else<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Instead<br /></span> -<span class="i7">of<br /></span> -<span class="i8">me.<a name="page_059" id="page_059"></a><br /></span> -<span class="i0">She says she’s sure the little girl<br /></span> -<span class="i3">She<br /></span> -<span class="i6">used<br /></span> -<span class="i8">to<br /></span> -<span class="i9">know<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Would never do the horrid things<br /></span> -<span class="i3">That<br /></span> -<span class="i6">hurt<br /></span> -<span class="i7">her<br /></span> -<span class="i8">so;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And though she doesn’t try to whip,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">She looks so very sad<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That somehow I just get ashamed<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And can’t keep being bad:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I chase the naughty girl away<br /></span> -<span class="i2">As far as far can be;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then I run and kiss my mother, so<br /></span> -<span class="i3">She’ll<br /></span> -<span class="i5">know<br /></span> -<span class="i6">I’m<br /></span> -<span class="i7">me!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_060" id="page_060"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="ON_THE_STAIR" id="ON_THE_STAIR"></a>ON THE STAIR</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">A</span> WEE form nestles on the stair,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Two eyes betraying<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Sand-man has o’ertaken there<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Wee steps delaying.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Too tired to mount the flight to bed,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dear little tumbled golden head,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just resting there a while instead,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Through dreamland straying.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_061" id="page_061"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_LAND_O_DREAMS" id="THE_LAND_O_DREAMS"></a>THE LAND O’ DREAMS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">A</span>LL aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">(One for the money and two for the show!)<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">(Three to make ready and four to go!)<br /></span> -<span class="i5">The passenger’s late,<br /></span> -<span class="i5">But the cars all wait—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just hark to the brakeman’s cries:<br /></span> -<span class="i2">“All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!”—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And the tickets are drowsy eyes.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_062" id="page_062"></a></p> - -<h3>II</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">(One for the money and two for the show!)<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All aboard for the Land o’ Dreams!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">(Three to make ready and four to go!)<br /></span> -<span class="i8">The whistles sound,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">And the wheels go ’round,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And the bright green fields slip past;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The passenger’s here and the track is clear<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To the Land o’ Dreams at last!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_063" id="page_063"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_MIDDLE_OF_THE_NIGHT" id="THE_MIDDLE_OF_THE_NIGHT"></a>THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">S</span>OMETIMES at night I get awake<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And all’s so dark and still—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why I’m ’bout scared even to take<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A deep-down breath, until<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I peer ’round first and try to see<br /></span> -<span class="i2">If ev’rything’s all right!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For the terriblest things can be,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The Middle of the Night.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I want so much to cry right out—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But I am awful ’fraid!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Cause, if those black things <i>were</i> about,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">They’d hear the noise I made.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And mother sleeps so very sound,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">She mightn’t hear, you see,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And then they’d make a great big bound<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And run away with me.<a name="page_064" id="page_064"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So I lie just still as I can—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">My heart a-thumping so!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wishing I were a great big man,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">So I’d not scare, you know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When oh!—the covers pull away<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And just as I begin<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To scream—why, I hear mother say<br /></span> -<span class="i2">It’s her tucking them in!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_065" id="page_065"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="WHEN_OUR_FATHERS_WERE_LITTLE_BOYS" id="WHEN_OUR_FATHERS_WERE_LITTLE_BOYS"></a>WHEN OUR FATHERS WERE LITTLE BOYS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>HEN our fathers were little boys,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Before they grew to men,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder did they make a noise<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Or have a good time then?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder did they ever fight<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And punch each other’s nose?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or if they always did just right<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And never spoiled their clothes.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I wonder did their mothers scold<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Sometimes and make them cry?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder if they ever told<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A teeny-weeny lie?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder if they ever had<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Such dirty hands and face?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder were they ever mad<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And banged things ’round the place?<a name="page_066" id="page_066"></a><br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I wonder did they ever run<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To fires hard as they could?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or if they called it better fun<br /></span> -<span class="i2">To sit still and be good?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder <i>were</i> they ever small<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And kept back in the shade?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or didn’t they have to grow at all,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But just come ready made?<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_067" id="page_067"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="SLUMBER_LAND" id="SLUMBER_LAND"></a>SLUMBER LAND</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>O all: “Good-night!”<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Two eyes shut tight<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And baby’s bound for Slumber,<br /></span> -<span class="i1">The land where all tired children go,<br /></span> -<span class="i1">The land where white dream-flowers grow<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Beyond my art to number:<br /></span> -<span class="i3">Winks<br /></span> -<span class="i25">And blinks<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And nods all past—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Mother’s arms are sure and fast,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Off to Slumber Land at last,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The moonlit Land of Slumber!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p><a name="page_068" id="page_068"></a></p> - -<h2><a name="THE_NEW_BROTHER" id="THE_NEW_BROTHER"></a>THE NEW BROTHER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><span class="letra">W</span>E’ve got a new kid in our house;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And it ’bout gives me a fit,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The fuss that ev’rybody is<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A-making over it.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All ’long I’ve been the pet, you see,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">’Twas <i>me</i> they tried to please<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But now, this other fellow has<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Them all upon their knees!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">He’s just about the ugliest!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And really doesn’t seem<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Able to do another thing<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But double up and scream.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He’s got no teeth, he’s got no hair,—<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Worst curiosity!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’d like some one to tell me <i>why</i><br /></span> -<span class="i2">He counts for more than me!<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - 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