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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: Day Dreams - -Author: Rudolph Valentino - -Release Date: December 26, 2021 [eBook #67016] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -Produced by: Charlene Taylor, Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed - Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was - produced from images generously made available by The Internet - Archive/American Libraries.) - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DAY DREAMS *** - - - - - DAY DREAMS - - [Illustration: _Rudolph Valentino_] - - - - - DAY DREAMS - - RUDOLPH VALENTINO - - [Illustration] - - (TO M.) - - _The serenade of a thousand years ago_ - _The song of a hushed lip_ - _Lives forever in the glass of today_ - _Wherein we see the reflection of it_ - _If we but brush away_ - _The cobwebs of a doubting faith._ - - _Published by_ - MACFADDEN PUBLICATIONS, INC. - NEW YORK - - 1923 - - - COPYRIGHT, 1923 - BY - RUDOLPH VALENTINO - - Printed - in U. S. A. - - - To J. C. N. G. - MY FRIENDS HERE AND THERE - - - - -INTRODUCTION - - - I can not tell a rondelay - In words of yesterday - I can not tell a couplet - For words come as they may. - I’ll do my best--I’ll try a bit - Of ultra-modern rhyme - And cast aside the shackles - Binding “Once upon a time.” - - - - -PREFACE - - -To you, my gentle reader, I wish to say a foreword of warning before you -peruse the contents of this book. I am not a poet nor a scholar, -therefore you shall find neither poems nor prose. Just dreams--_Day -Dreams_--a bit of romance, a bit of sentimentalism, a bit of philosophy, -not studied, but acquired by constant observation of that greatest of -masters!... _Nature!_ - -While lying idle, not through choice, but because forcibly kept from my -preferred and actual field of activity, I took to dreams to forget the -tediousness of worldly strife and the boredom of jurisprudence’s -pedantic etiquette. - -Happy indeed I shall be if my _Day Dreams_ will bring you as much -enjoyment in the reading as they brought to me in the writing. - - _Rudolph Valentino_ - -_New York--May 29th, 1923._ - - - - -CONTENTS - - - PAGE - -THE GIFT BOOK 1 - -NATURE 3 - -THE LOVE CHILD 5 - -HEART FLOWER 9 - -YOU 11 - -DAY DREAMS 15 - -SUSPICION 17 - -THE SAGE 19 - -MORPHIA 21 - -DOMINO 23 - -THE SPHINX 25 - -STRADIVARIUS 27 - -EXTRAVAGANZA 29 - -MIRAGE 31 - -GLORIFICATION 33 - -REMEMBRANCE 35 - -THREE GENERATIONS OF KISSES 37 - -A BABY’S SKIN 39 - -GRATITUDE 41 - -SHADOWS 43 - -ACCUSATION 45 - -EVEN SONG 47 - -GYPSIES 49 - -THE CARRIER 53 - -THE SCHOOL OF LIFE 55 - -THE WANTON 57 - -SLAVERY 59 - -WITHIN A WALL 61 - -THE CHALICE 63 - -SOLICITUDE 65 - -YOU 67 - -AT SUNRISE TOMORROW 69 - -POVERTY 71 - -CREMATION 73 - -THE LUTE 77 - -POWERLESS 79 - -CAP AND BELLS 83 - -PATCHWORK QUILT 85 - -TO A. M. 87 - -THE PHILOSOPHY OF A PESSIMIST 89 - -GEMS OF THOUGHT 91 - -TO C. F. 93 - -SYMPATHY 95 - -LABOR 99 - -WEALTH 101 - -UNDERSTANDING 103 - -HUNGER 105 - -MONEY 107 - -THE CHOICE 109 - -ITALY 111 - -ERIN 113 - -BEES 115 - -TO M. T. 117 - -IMPERIALISM 119 - -RADIO 121 - -THE KALEIDOSCOPE OF LOVE 123 - -MEMORIAL 125 - -DUST TO DUST 127 - -LULLABY TREE 129 - -ADAGE 131 - -FAITHFULNESS 133 - -REFLECTIONS AT RANDOM 135 - -COOPERATION 143 - - - - -DAY DREAMS - - - - -THE GIFT BOOK - -(To J. R.) - - - A book is a kindly gracious thing. - Each has a particular gift to bring. - - It may be the wealth - Of a wonderful life, - Or the thrilling adventure - Of Jungle strife. - Perhaps it’s a present - Of orient gold, - Tales of Aladdin - Enchantingly told. - Maybe a view - Of olden days, - Knighthood--Romance, - Flowery ways. - And again a journey - To lands afar, - Where strange things happen, - And wonders are. - - All of them--Gift books - But plainly I see, - Not one of them holds - The gift for me. - I want a book - That will lazily roam - Down the dear Pathway - To Folks back home. - - - - -NATURE - - - Nature is the open book - Wherein the truths of the world are found - Nature is an endless story - Of never changing glory - When you study nature your teacher is God - So always let your reference be - This Greatest of Masters. - - - - -THE LOVE CHILD - -(To B.) - - - Don Juan roamed the summer sky - A shady cloud of gray - But this dull attire - Hid a heart of fire - In quest of romance stray. - - -Vision - - A lovely golden sunbeam - Shining from above - Came radiant by - And caught the eye - Of this vagabond of love. - - -Delusion - - In wild tempestuous wooing - He kissed her heart away - All in a jest - It was the quest - Of the cloud on a summer’s day. - - -Conclusion - - Through tears the sunbeam glimmered - Then happily she smiled - The tempest passed - Alone at last - With a little rainbow child. - - - - - Dawn runs in a crimson streak - Across a leaden sky-- - Just like a pulsing vein of life - An artery of love not strife - And it livens the heavens high. - - So in our sky today it seems, - No sign of life we see. - Do we not know, - Night’s bound to go, - Dawn follows instantly. - - - - - If it were not for the showers, where - would the rainbows be? - - - - -HEART FLOWER - - - O lovely rose - Within whose chalice lies - The heart of my true love, - Did not the gods in benediction stoop - To bless thee from above? - And place within thy roseate lips - The rubies counterpart. - I found it there - A jewel rare - The flower of thy heart. - - - - -YOU - - -Your Eyes - - Your Eyes, - Mystic pools - Of beauteous light. - Golden brown - In color - Deep, - Yet, amber clear. - Unshadowed - By a frown, - Fathomless, - Wherein - My senses - Drown. - Your Eyes. - - -Your Lips - - Your Lips, - Twin silken petals - Of a dewy rose. - Altar - Of the heart - Where love - Kindling desire - Worships unafraid. - Crucible - Of - Passion. - The rose in masquerade. - Your Lips. - - -Your Kiss - - Your Kiss, - A flame - Of Passion’s fire - The sensitive Seal - Of Love - In the desire, - The fragrance - Of your Caress; - Alas, - At times - I find - Exquisite bitterness - In - Your Kiss. - - - - -DAY DREAMS - -(To The Friend) - - - _Yesterday_--in contemplation - We dreamed of love to be, - And in the dreaming, - Wove a tapestry of Love. - - _Today_--We dream our dream awake; - Realization, - Coloring our Romance - With all the glory - Of a flaming Rose. - - _Tomorrow_--What awakening lies before us: - Our tapestry - In shreds perchance, - Or mellowed--glorified - By love’s reflection? - I wonder-- - - - - -SUSPICION - - - There crossed the path - Of my dream of you - A gossamer web of gray, - So soft its sheen, - Almost unseen, - But it stopped me - On my way. - - Like a cold, gray granite battlement - It walled me all about, - For a cruel steel, - Was in the feel - Of the silken web of doubt. - - - - -THE SAGE - -(To M.) - - - O Gladness shining bravely - From out the eyes of youth, - Be strong in your belief of good, - Of valor and of truth. - For soon enough, - Too soon enough-- - The gladdest light meets doubt, - Then flickers, flutters, just a bit, - But, doesn’t quite go out. - - O Sadness peering divinely - From out the eyes of age, - Be strong in your belief of good. - To youth--still be the sage. - For soon enough, - Too soon enough, - The saddest light in doubt, - Flickers, flutters, flickers, - And finally goes out. - - - - -MORPHIA - - - I am The Ingrate Morphia, - You hold the brimming cup of your Life - To me, athirst am I, - And drink my fill - Of strength, until - The cup is drained dry. - - Then, satisfied, I care no more. - The cup, I cast away, - Crunch ’neath my heel. - Its doom I seal, - As I walk on my way. - - - - -DOMINO - - - Passion’s cloak, - An ashy thing to wear, - Covering the shroud of love - That once was fair. - - What gruesome imagery - Does this convey to me. - Grim death--itself no ghastlier a thing than this - Could ever be. - - - - -THE SPHINX - -(To B. H.) - - - O Sphinx--a monument to man! - Built by his hands of clay, - You symbolize the power of might - Used in an earthy way. - Yesteryear, you stood for man’s symbolic strength sublime, - Today, you all but buried are - Beneath the sands of time. - - O Wondrous mountain--living Sphinx! - Built by the hand of God, - You symbolize the power of Love - Used with the lowly sod. - Yesteryear, a symbol of divinity sublime, - Today, you lift your rugged head - Untouched by hands of time. - - O Sphinx--a monument to man! - Built by his hand of clay, - You symbolize the power of might - Used in an earthy way. - Yesterday, you in grandeur stood alone. - Today, you’re mingling with the sand - A rotting mass of stone. - - O Wondrous mountain--living Sphinx! - Built by the hand of God, - You symbolize the power of Love - Used with the lowly sod, - E’er yesterday, you stood a monument of Love, - Today unchanged, your glorious face, - In worship turned above. - - - - -STRADIVARIUS - -(To Jascha Heifetz) - - - If power were only given me, - To paint the tone picture that arises from the soul - Of that sanctuary of sound--your violin, - Where would I find pigment worthy of such a use, - Save in the fleeting splendour of some sky. - Where a brush--save in a snowy feather - From the shining wing of an archangel. - Where the canvas--save across the dream memory of one who heard - And was blessed by the hearing. - - - - -EXTRAVAGANZA - - -Extravaganza! The very word is vulgar. Still vulgarity is necessary to -development, for even a weed growing in a swamp can sometimes be -cultivated into a hot house plant. Take an orchid not under its own -surroundings, but dress it by putting it in a proper receptacle, and -what a difference! But, outside of beauty what have you? If we could -only combine the beauty of an orchid with the soul of a weed we would -get an improvement in the orchid, for real weeds are grateful enough to -spring up between cobblestones, even to be trampled upon. - -Rather be a blade of grass that knows the heart beats of Mother Earth, -than the potted plant which is pampered and only restored to a semblance -of life. - - - - -MIRAGE - - - Happiness--you wait for us - Just beyond, - Just beyond. - - We know not where, - Nor how we shall find you. - We only know you are - Waiting, waiting, - Just beyond. - - - - -GLORIFICATION - -(To W. W.) - - - The arms of the earth broke through the sod - And clenched his fist in derision, - For clay knows not the might of God, - It has but earthy vision. - - The finger of God wrote in the sky - A sign of mighty fire: - “Reach up to me for I am Life” - But earth could reach no higher. - - With strength of muscle, with might and main, - Earth struggled and then defied, - But God stretched forth His hand of Love - And Earth was glorified. - - - - -REMEMBRANCE - -(To M. O.) - - - An infant memory, - A tiny fragile thing, - Called into being - By the brush of a colored wing - Across the canvas - Of my tired mind. - It grows, - A lovely picture of the past - I find, - You! Grown to fullest stature - Of the perfect soul, - The tiny sheltered memory - Has reached at last - Its goal. - - - - -THREE GENERATIONS OF KISSES - -(To M. K.) - - - A Mother’s kisses - Are blessed with love - Straight from the heart - Of Heaven above. - Love’s Benediction, - Her dear caress, - The sum of all our happiness. - - Till we kiss the lips - Of the mate of our soul - We never know Love - Has reached its goal. - Caress divine, - You reign until - A baby’s kiss seems sweeter still. - - That beloved blossom - A baby’s face - Seems to be - Love’s resting place. - And a million kisses - Tenderly - Linger there in ecstacy. - - Were I told to select - Just one kiss a day; - Oh! What a puzzle - I would say. - Still a baby’s kiss - I’d choose, you see, - For in that wise choice - I’d gain ALL Three. - - - - -A BABY’S SKIN - - - Texture of a butterfly’s wing, - Colored like a dawned rose, - Whose perfume is the breath of God. - Such is the web wherein is held - The treasure of the treasure chest - The priceless gift--the Child of Love. - - - - -GRATITUDE - -(To A. T.) - - - The oleander blooms for me, - In dawning splendrous beauty, - I planted it so tenderly, - And love has done its duty. - - All in a garden of the earth, - All in a plot of ground, - Wherein I found no bit of worth, - The seed I planted in the ground. - - O Tiny seed almost unworthy - To be cherished for thy looks, - But deep within the heart of you - Was wisdom never found in books. - - You are the spirit of the good, - The joy, the beauty of all things, - You are the melody of life--the song - That Mother Nature sings. - - And so to that sweet lullaby - You, in your perfumed cradle, rest - Safe in the arms of Mother Earth, - Held closely to her loving breast. - - Until one happy wondrous day - When love so tenderly drew nigh, - Lifted your tiny hand of green - And turned your face toward the sky. - - The oleander blooms for me, - In dawning splendrous beauty, - I planted it so tenderly - And love has done its duty. - - - - -SHADOWS - - - Shadows--gray symbol of a broken faith. - We cling to hope--in hope we find - The symbol of a broken heart. - Shadows--gray bleak gossamer web - Of what once was woven ’round my heart. - We slink within thy domain--the land of shadows. - For still we hope. - But knowing always, that a broken faith can never be restored - To more than it was--a Shadow. - - - - -ACCUSATION - - - Out of a shadowed corner - Comes a phantom of the past, - To confuse me - And accuse me - For a vain iconoclast. - To chide me - And deride me - In a seething scornful blast. - To cheat me - And defeat me, - Conscience, crucifies at last. - - - - -EVEN SONG - - - I sing a song to the sapphire sky - That curtains a sleeping earth. - I sing a song to the stars on high - That mark a jewel’s worth. - - My feeble voice, so weak it sounds, - A puny earthy cry, - Yet when its echo comes to me, - Angelic voice in harmony, - I know it is not I. - - It was belief that gave it wing, - That weakling voice of mine, - And carried it where angels sing - God’s Melody Divine. - - - - -GYPSIES - -(To R. B.) - - - Little gypsies of the city, - Little sparrows--more’s the pity, - Homeless, heedless of the weather, - Happy, banding all together, - Never giving thought to trouble, - Never seeing evil double, - Would that we who proudly mention - Every honorable intention - To the world with trumpet blaring, - Could, like sparrows, take uncaring - All the little earthly struggles, - Cast them gypsy-like aside - And fly happily, and gladly - All about earth’s countryside. - - -Why do the birds chant the psalm of glory? - -Only because they alone are free throated and unafraid. Do they realize -the danger in the sling-shot of civilization? No--they are only -conscious of the Joy within. - - - - - Why sing of Joy-- - If Joy is to be unheard. - Why sing of Faith, - If Faith is to be barred. - For all that is good - Is forever alive, - And all that is bad - Is dead before it be born. - - - - -THE CARRIER - -(To J. K.) - - - A poor little messenger clad in gray, - Sent as a go-between--they say. - Took a betrayal under its wing - And guarded and cherished the slimy thing. - - We speak of Glory, and Trust, and Men, - But that is all forgotten when - We send this softly feathered bird - With messages best left unheard. - - Oh! What a mockery ’cross the sky - The dove is sent to act as spy. - - - - -THE SCHOOL OF LIFE - -(To M) - - -Lives are classes--we are pupils with excellent teachers. Experience -should tutor us, but we so often shirk school. School can be made happy -and we delight in making a higher grade--but through not heeding -Experience’s teaching we often are left back in the old class, and -sometimes, sad to relate, are put several grades lower. - -But, happily, there is always the opportunity of skipping many grades -upward. It’s a poor rule that doesn’t work both ways. - -The Mind is the Grade we work in. We can have majestic thoughts, living -in a hermit’s hut, or we can think as a swine in a palace on a throne of -gold--let us choose our station--kingly children, or swineherds. -Eternity is the Empire. - - - - -THE WANTON - - - To love, save that which mockery was, - No heart, save that of stone. - A multitude forever hers, - Alas--not one--alone! - - Cradled in the arms of many, - Not where to lay her weary head. - Fortune smiled--held out her hand - And struck the wanton dead. - - - - -SLAVERY - -(To E. A. P.) - - - Love - I am a slave, - Yet free as birds above, - Sold into bondage - By the tender kiss of love. - - Lust - I am a slave - In the rat trap of disgust, - Sold into bondage - By the lurid kiss of lust. - - Hate - I am a slave - Prisoned by the walls of fate, - Sold into bondage - By the cruel kiss of hate. - - Crime - I am a slave - Behind the bars of time, - Sold into bondage - By the leprous kiss of crime. - - Death - I am a slave - No longer in my breath, - Given sight of freedom - Through the graciousness of death. - - Still am I a slave - In the hand of destiny, - Thought alone enslaved me - And thought alone can free. - - - - -WITHIN A WALL - - - Once in a time when skies were gray - I chanced to walk in a cloistered way, - I saw the ones who closed the door - On all the world had spread before. - Their eyes--that were closed to the joy of good, - They thought the God’s law they understood. - O Pity, Pity, for such as they - Who only look on skies of gray, - From cloistered windows sad of eye, - When all about is glorious sky. - It was but the tiny patch of gray, - The shadowed thing that happened to play - Behind the back of the glorious earth. - Alas, they thought it was all the worth - Of the whole wide world, the glorious world. - But the folded wings were not unfurled - And closed to use they lost the call, - And so they lost to them their all. - - - - -THE CHALICE - -(To E. H.) - - - The chalice of a lily cup - Is indeed the sacrament - That Mother Nature uses - When she communes with God. - - - - -SOLICITUDE - - - On the sands of a happy shore, - Walked two lovers, hand in hand, - Leaving all that’s gone before. - They mark each footstep in the sand, - Knowing well that every foot print - Will be trod by their own blood, - Therefore, let each couple ponder - O’er their footsteps - For future good. - - -(To D. K.) - - Man is the word of the story, - Woman is the inspiration, - God is the book that binds, - None other can be what is now the finished book. - - - - -YOU - - - You are the History of Love and its Justification. - The Symbol of Devotion. - The Blessedness of Womanhood. - The Incentive of Chivalry. - The Reality of Ideals. - The Verity of Joy. - Idolatry’s Defense. - The Proof of Goodness. - The Power of Gentleness. - Beauty’s Acknowledgment. - Vanity’s Excuse. - The Promise of Truth. - The Melody of Life. - The Caress of Romance. - The Dream of Desire. - The Sympathy of Understanding. - My Heart’s Home. - The Proof of Faith. - Sanctuary of my Soul. - My Belief of Heaven. - Eternity of all Happiness. - My Prayers. - You. - - - - -AT SUNRISE TOMORROW - -(To E. B.) - - - O Love, when you leave me do not say: - “Tomorrow we meet at twilight” - For that is the time of the darkening hour, - The ending of the day. - All is glowing, gleaming in our love, - All is pulsing, breathing in the light - Of understanding--it is not symbolic of twilight, - Nor yet of dawning, for it has reached the zenith of love’s day. - So when you leave me, dearest, do not say: - “Tomorrow we meet at twilight.” - Rather, beloved of my heart, - “We meet at sunshine tomorrow.” - - - - -POVERTY - - - Possessing the jewels of the earth, - Holding within my grasp the sceptre of the universe, - All these would but make me more the pauper-- - Were I beggared of your love. - - - - -CREMATION - -(To G. S.) - - -I - - Just a packet of letters tied with a bit of blue, - Just a packet of letters that once were sent by you - To one who proved unworthy - Of the Love inscribed within. - The tiny packet of letters, a witness of my sin. - - -II - - Just a packet of letters, but they are not mine own. - I dare not claim one thought in them - Not even as a loan, - For to the one you thought I was - In all sincerity - You bared the secrets of your soul. - Now I send them back to thee. - - -III - - Just a packet of letters - A monument of love. - You lie within the fireplace, - In smoke you’ll rise above - The sordidness of all deceit, - The grime of earthly thought, - Yet, in this flash of living fire, - The flame of love is caught. - - -IV - - Just a packet of letters a while ago you were, - Now in vaprous symphony of gray - I send you back to her, - For the spirit of true love that’s penned, - Must rise to meet her soul - In pearly glory ’round her head. - Love’s halo--is its goal. - - * * * * * - -To rake over the dead ashes of a burnt out love one must use the pen -point of poetry. - - - - -THE LUTE - - - The lute, a barrier to song of soul. - For none save God - Can music charm - From out a thing man-made. - A bowl of wood, - A string or two to arm - The troubadour with weapon strong. - - - - -POWERLESS - - - When I see a look of sadness, - In the eyes of You, - Thoughts of grief akin to madness - Surge my being through. - - Am I then so weak and helpless, - That I can not send - Even shadowings of sorrows - To their deserved end. - - - - - - Garden of delight wherein the jewels of earth do lie! - Tell me, in your vault of gold, will the flowers ever die? - Nothing of so fair a mien could return to earthly dust. - Even if the earth do say, “It is finished,” trust we must - In the God who tells of light that will lift to Heaven above - Every perfumed flower that blows symphonies on wings of love. - - - - -CAP AND BELLS - -(To F.) - - - In Life’s masquerade the disguises are many: - Here’s a man masquerading as Wealth, - Wears a million of gold, - But a pauper, I’m told, - He hasn’t a penny of health. - - Here comes a Beggar, in tatters and rags, - Masking as Poverty old. - He may look the part, - But the wealth in his heart, - Makes him richer than Croesus in gold. - - The costumes are varied disguises beguiling - That cover the true man beneath - One wears learned looks, - That he’s borrowed from books - And a co-operative laurel wreath. - - And still another pretending a clown, - In make-up the silliest Fool, - But his knowledge of men, - Is beyond the ken - Of a sage of the orthodox school. - - There are millions of others in Life’s Motley Masque - Who follow the art of mime. - They mimic and play - At mockery today, - But they never fool Old Father Time. - - - - -PATCHWORK QUILT - - - A Patchwork Quilt, - Industrious name. - Once it was not quite the same. - A different fame, - A “Crazy Quilt,” - Same foolish dame - Entitled you. - It was sorry fame. - Life is like that, - We do not see - How little bits - Make harmony-- - It’s up to man to take each bit - Of happiness and make it fit. - But if he takes and doesn’t dwell - Upon the pattern--Well, it’s Hell! - A crazy quilt the name’s O. K. - But start a patchwork quilt today. - - - - -(To A. M.) - - -The sky is the mirror that reflects all phases of Life. The clouds of -Doubt bring showers, but there is always the “Silver Lining” promise. - - * * * * * - -_Moral_: If the sky is the limit better fix it clear in your mind to -begin with. - - - - -THE PHILOSOPHY OF A PESSIMIST - - - I do not care for money made easily, - It is not lasting--I know. - I do not care for friends made easily, - They are not lasting--I know. - I do not care for anything that comes easily, - It never lasts--I know. - But I fell in love with you easily, - But, not lastingly--I know. - - - - -GEMS OF THOUGHT - - - Diamonds--Scintillating wit of sharpest ray - - Emeralds--Philosophy, growth in words today - - Pearls--Are the hymns of pity - - Sapphires--Songs of the skies - - Rubies--Are poems of passion - And love that never dies. - - - - -(To C. F.) - - -The curtain is raised on the first act--the overture is over. We can -play our parts. They say life’s a stage, but what a sad thing we have so -few good stage managers. Our productions have more in the way of Costume -and lack, so often, the right lines. Lines do count, not always words, -but sympathy of thought is quite as necessary. - - - - -SYMPATHY - -(To J.) - - -Sympathy is just as essential to the world as any other great attribute -of good, but it must be sympathy in the right place. - -Sympathy of thought has been the greatest lever in the machinery of -mankind, but to sympathize with a weak nature sometimes breaks up his -foundation. Know your subject. - -Never withhold sympathy in loving one, but rather than sympathy, use -encouragement as a tonic to tone up a weakling. - -Kindly sympathetic interest is only another name for encouragement. - -Never take away a prop without putting a stronger one in its place. - - - - -On a stretch of sandy beach I see naught of human presence, but upon -looking closer, a remembrance of the past. I sit upon a rock and -meditate upon what once was. I see myself in all the splendor of my -youth. I see my boon companion--Hope, and one other one, whose name I’d -best forget. We walked--Hope and I--but ever the unnamed one stalked by -my side. I turned to gaze in fascination at my companion who speaks not, -but forever stalks silently beside me. I finally forget my Hope to gaze -in interest at the other. Hope, neglected, lags behind until we walk -alone--myself and the unnamed one. We walk forever, but the walk brings -us to the abyss of the world. What name has that one whose identity I -fail to know? O, Eternity, thou art my sight and knowledge. It was -Doubt, whose companion I became. - - - - -LABOR - - - On whose shoulders are the crosses held, - None can liken a laborer to him who bears the heavy-hearted thoughts. - What can I say--it is more laborious than many tasks, - Yet--’tis not task-- - For task is given to be done - And ye are the cross bearers if ye will. - - - - -WEALTH - -(To B. F. S.) - - - Treasures in the lowly casket that we call a brain, - Can jewels of the earth compare - With all that man finds hidden there? - - The wealth of knowledge, that will lead a willing soul - Into a land of untold wonder, - Where will be the lasting goal - Of every seeking thought-- - - - - -UNDERSTANDING - -(To the Brother of Maris) - - - Maris of the golden eyes, - You in all innocence - Looked upon a lovely world - In wondering shyness. - Beauty beckoned, - Then turned the corner of another day - Leaving in her stead - An unknown one, - The stranger to light. - - Maris of the saddened eyes, - In your pity, - Looking from another world - Have compassion on beauty - Who thoughtlessly turned away, - Leaving another in her place - The stranger to light. - - - - -HUNGER - - - I have journeyed toward the city - On the long, long road of Life, - I have learned how little Pity - Plays a speaking part in life. - - I have learned that only Money - Is the voice that’s heard today, - Calling for God’s milk and honey, - Even Hunger has no say. - - I have reached the city’s center - By the crooked road of Hell, - For Starvation’s been my mentor - And has taught her lesson well. - - - - -MONEY - - - Money--you Harlequin of the great masquerade of life. - You wear the dollar sign as your mask. - It may hide you--yes, for a time, - But when at last grim reality stalks into the midst of the festivities, - The mask is ruthlessly torn away, and then--is seen - The true expression hidden behind it--the cruel visage of discordant greed. - - - - -THE CHOICE - - - Words are jewels rare-- - If need be - Words are sometimes fair - You heed me, - But our choosing makes them seem - The reflection of a dream. - - Let us, therefore, - Choose in reason, - Whereby all that good is ours, - And by knowing rightful season - Pass forever--happy hours. - - - - -ITALY - -(To Caruso) - - - The earth is earth--that is its worth, - To men who walk below. - But to the soul that seeks its goal, - Each land is all they know. - One calls it Home, another Heart, another Property, - But to the one who loves the sun - He calls it Italy. - - - - -ERIN - - - The green sod is red now-- - Rebellion - The green sod is white now-- - Purity - The green sod is blue now, - With truth - And the green sod is ever green, - It is growth--none can stop natural growth - Erin--land of dreams--Awaken. - - - - -BEES - - - The air is alive with buzzing bees - The little workers of destinies. - We grasp and strive to make our way, - Each life a hive and so our day - Is fraught with honey sweet, if we - Know all is good in destiny. - - - - -(To M. T.) - - -A certain lad had a long way to go, so he sat still and waited -until--well, another lad also had a long way to go--so he hurried along -and before long he received several gifts not to be sneezed at. No, they -were not to be sneezed at, though I must say they made his eyes water a -bit. The gifts were lovely little blisters on his pedal extremities, so -he had to sit down and take care of his poor feet and in pain tarried, -looking at his poor feet. Ah, yes, our other little lad took it very -slowly, almost like the proverbial snail, but kept on the lookout and -pretty soon a nice, comfortable wagon came along, and took the slow -little boy for a nice ride, and the good little slow boy rode merrily by -the poor little fast boy, who still sat nursing his blisters. He had -really gone stepping on some little brimstones,--though he said they -were pebbles. The good little slow boy turned back and put his hand to -the poor little fast boy, but I regret to say he raised his digits to -his nose--O, world where is thy sting. - - * * * * * - -Note--This is not a moral, it is only something that happens every day -on our best trafficked roads. - - - - -IMPERIALISM - - - Oh, Mirror--most ungrateful ruler - Man has ever had. - We trembling bow to your decree, - But oh! ’Tis very sad - For all our great devotion - And concern in your behalf, - No matter how we worship you, - You just give us the laugh. - - Though we may claim democracy, - You hold us like a slave. - The tyrant ruler of the world, - From cradle to the grave. - Pa Adam’s prize Apollos - Look to you (It is to laugh) - Their reward for faithful service, - Is Methuselah’s Epitaph. - - - - -RADIO - -(To H. M.) - - - Radio of romance, - You - Broadcasting to the universe - All that is most blessed - In all things, - But to me alone - The melody of your Love - Flows through - The artery - Of time and Space, - For unity, - Can never know Division. - - - - -THE KALEIDOSCOPE OF LOVE - -Synonyms and Antonyms - - - A--Adoration--Anticipation--Affinity--Arguments. - B--Beauty--Bliss--Bitterness--Bondage. - C--Caresses--Circumstances--Confidences--Charm. - D--Desire--Delusion--Dreams--Divorce. - E--Ecstacy--Engagement--Ego--End. - F--Fascination--Forgetfulness--Flattery--Faith. - G--Gossip--Gratitude--Gift--Goodbye. - H--Happiness--Honor--Heartache--Hell. - I--Intuition--Irony--Idolatry--Integrity. - J--Jealousy--Joy--Justice--June. - K--Kisses--Keepsakes--Knowledge--Kismet. - L--Lips--Loneliness--Logic--Longing. - M--Marriage--Morality--Money--Man. - N--No--Nearest--Novelty--Never. - O--Opposition--Own--Offering--Opulence. - P--Passion--Promise--Pride--Proposal. - Q--Quality--Quest--Queries--Quarrels. - R--Romance--Reveries--Realization--Remembrance. - S--Sympathy--Sacrifice--Shame--Settlement. - T--Thoughts--Truth--Temper--Tears. - U--Unkindness--Understanding--Uncertainty--Unfaithfulness. - V--Virtue--Vanity--Vows--Vengeance. - W--Wisdom--Wishes--Wedlock--Woman. - X--The Unknown--Love. - Y--Youth--Yearning--Yes--Yawn. - Z--Zenith--Zest--Zeal--Zero. - - - - -MEMORIAL - -(To A. S. R.) - - - A Saint in a stained glass window, - To the memory of one - Who “lived the life,” - In sin and strife, - Is the epitome of fun. - - A bit of colored crockery, - A picture wrought in glass, - His memory’s mockery - ’Tis best to let it pass. - - A Saint in a stained glass window, - A blest memorial true, - When it reflects the beauty of - The memory of you. - - - - -DUST TO DUST - - -I take a bone--I gaze at it in wonder--You, O bit of strength that was. -In you today I see the whited sepulchre of nothingness--but you were the -shaft that held the wagon of Life. Your strength held together the -vehicle of Man until God called and the Soul answered. - - - - -LULLABY TREE - - - Cradle a thought on a bough of a tree, - Where it will swing so lazily, - Where it will gather to its heart - All in Nature’s lovely mart. - For every lovely living thing - Stops to talk by a tree and sing, - Of what has gone on that very day - In fields and forests far away. - - If little thoughts hear happily - All that’s said about a tree, - They’ll grow to be so wise and true, - They’ll come back to the heart of you - Much stronger, grown in beauty free, - Because their cradle was a tree. - - - - -ADAGE - - - Happy childhood knows no sting - That the age of stealth doth bring. - Stealing hours from the day - Takes the joys of strength away. - Stealing hours from the Night - Taking all--for rest is Might. - When we steal away a Trust, - Nothing ever can we give - Back to him and so we must - Never Steal, but Give to Live. - - - - -FAITHFULNESS - -(To Our Little Friend--The Dog) - - -A dog is the nearest approach to the sweet submissive spirit God would -have in us, Faithfulness in the highest form. He only is faithful -because he believes in you, as God would have us believe in Him. - - - - -REFLECTIONS AT RANDOM - -(To A. T.) - - - Sing a song to the moon - Or sing a song to the sun - But just as long as you sing a song - Your day or night is well begun. - - Woman, the unreasonable Reason for the Great Reason, which the - sages call Life--Others not so knowing call it Love. - - Faith--The Engagement--repartee of Love. Hope--Marriage--maybe its - reply, but Charity--Divorce--is the retort courteous. - - The wedding march or two-step, I should say, is only too often the - lock-step. - - Punishment is seldom unmerited, though we may not always see the - cause. - - It is unwise to doubt others when you are not sure of yourself. - - Scientists are fools in some respects, I mean the so-called ones, - for they ignore the science of all important things. - - Friend is symbolical of Heaven, but some play Hell with it. - - Fun is a healthy disease and is very contagious. - - “May I intrude” is often substituted for “Do I intrude"--bores are - not connoisseurs in the selection of verbs. - - Make the best of what comes, for the best is coming. - - The Great Divide is the division of thought which separates the - Wise from the Fools. - - Whatever has in it the element of restlessness is like the poison - ivy plant; it causes rash and spasmodic movements, and after all - the scratching the victim is worse off than before. - - Worlds, and Worlds to live in, and so few do. - - Care is helpful if we carefully care, but when we carelessly care, - be careful. - - Gossip--never related in the same way. - - When you eat hash you do not always recognize the different kinds - of meat in it, do you? So it is with Twice Told Tales. - - We always prefer the most difficult way. It seems so much more - important, but once we realize it, truth is always simplest when it - is Truth. - - It takes a hero to accuse no one, but take another’s accusation to - his heart. - - Love’s greatest expression is Service. - - Eyes are living windows. - - Into the garden we all go, but most are looking for the worm in the - bud and never see the promise of the flower. - - ART the very mockery of it - In a painted mask we sometimes call a face, - Alas, that pigment be so badly used - And artistry brought to much sad disgrace. - - Take freedom but take care lest it take your liberty from you. - - To be a humorist one must be concise, witty, but short-lived, - for the good die young. - - Cleverness--word most useful to the Bard - Who finds his pathway all beset with doubt, - For if we find his hidden meanings hard, - We call him “clever"--then he knows what we’re about. - - Publicity is the keystone in the Arch of Triumph. - - Money--pretender to the throne of all we most desire. - - Doubt is the opposing influence of our lives. - - Happiness, some never know as a lasting friend, but only as a - bowing acquaintance. - - Wifehood is a profession, but Womanhood is the Expression. - - Faith is the oasis in our Desert of Lost Hope. - - Given a chance to run in the Great Race, even a weakling can win if - he wears the Armor of Courage. - - Purpose in doing is the cornerstone of success. - - Did anything ever build itself over night that was worthy the name - Great Structure? - - Loving service is more helpful than scholarly advice. - - Friend--Most lovely word, akin to love, its dearest relation--might - I say. - - We dream of Greatness in humility, only to awaken to the greatness - of Humility. - - - - -CO-OPERATION - - - O Just and Mighty Army of the World of Living Things - March on into the open heart of Man, - He needs a touch of nature with the sympathy it brings - In order to work out Life’s Perfect Plan. - -*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DAY DREAMS *** - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the -United States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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If you -are not located in the United States, you will have to check the laws of the -country where you are located before using this eBook. -</div> - -<p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Title: Day Dreams</p> - -<div style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:1em; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Author: Rudolph Valentino</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: December 26, 2021 [eBook #67016]</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'>Character set encoding: UTF-8</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em'>Produced by: Charlene Taylor, Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.)</div> - -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DAY DREAMS ***</div> -<hr class="full" /> - -<div class="figcenter"> -<a href="images/cover.jpg"> -<img src="images/cover.jpg" height="500" alt="[The -image of the book's cover is unavailable.]" /></a> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_i" id="page_i">{i}</a></span>  </p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_ii" id="page_ii">{ii}</a></span>  </p> - -<p class="crrt">DAY DREAMS</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_iii" id="page_iii">{iii}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_iv" id="page_iv">{iv}</a></span>  </p> - -<div class="figcenter"> -<a href="images/frontis.jpg"> -<img src="images/frontis.jpg" height="600" alt="[The image of -Rudolph Valentino is unavailable.]" /></a> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_v" id="page_v">{v}</a></span>  </p> - -<h1>DAY DREAMS</h1> - -<p class="c"><span class="big">RUDOLPH VALENTINO</span> -<br /><br /><img src="images/feather.png" -height="120" -alt="" /> -</p> - -<h2>(TO M.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><i>The serenade of a thousand years ago</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>The song of a hushed lip</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Lives forever in the glass of today</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>Wherein we see the reflection of it</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>If we but brush away</i><br /></span> -<span class="i0"><i>The cobwebs of a doubting faith.</i><br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p class="c"> -<i>Published by</i><br /> -MACFADDEN PUBLICATIONS, <span class="smcap">Inc.</span><br /> -<span class="smcap">New York</span><br /> -<br /> -1923<br /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_vi" id="page_vi">{vi}</a></span><br /> -<br /> -<span class="smcap">Copyright</span>, 1923<br /> -BY<br /> -RUDOLPH VALENTINO<br /> -<br /> -Printed<br /> -in U. S. A.<br /> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_vii" id="page_vii">{vii}</a></span><br /> -<br /><span class="big"> -To J. C. N. G.<br /><br /> -MY FRIENDS HERE AND THERE<br /></span> -</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_viii" id="page_viii">{viii}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_ix" id="page_ix">{ix}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="INTRODUCTION" id="INTRODUCTION"></a>INTRODUCTION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I can not tell a rondelay<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In words of yesterday<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I can not tell a couplet<br /></span> -<span class="i2">For words come as they may.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’ll do my best—I’ll try a bit<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Of ultra-modern rhyme<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And cast aside the shackles<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Binding “Once upon a time.”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_xi" id="page_xi">{xi}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_x" id="page_x">{x}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="PREFACE" id="PREFACE"></a>PREFACE</h2> - -<p class="nind"><span class="letra">T</span>O you, -my gentle reader, I wish to say a foreword of warning before you -peruse the contents of this book. I am not a poet nor a scholar, -therefore you shall find neither poems nor prose. Just dreams—<i>Day -Dreams</i>—a bit of romance, a bit of sentimentalism, a bit of philosophy, -not studied, but acquired by constant observation of that greatest of -masters!... <i>Nature!</i></p> - -<p>While lying idle, not through choice, but because forcibly kept from my -preferred and actual field of activity, I took to dreams to forget the -tediousness of worldly strife and the boredom of jurisprudence’s -pedantic etiquette.</p> - -<p>Happy indeed I shall be if my <i>Day Dreams</i> will bring you as much -enjoyment in the reading as they brought to me in the writing.</p> - -<p class="r"><span class="big"><i> -<img src="images/rudolph.png" -width="260" -alt="Rudolph Valentino" /></i></span><br /> -</p> - -<p class="nind"><i>New York—May 29th, 1923.</i></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_xii" id="page_xii">{xii}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_xiii" id="page_xiii">{xiii}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS</h2> - -<table cellpadding="0"> -<tr><td> </td><td class="rt"><small>PAGE</small></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_GIFT_BOOK">The Gift Book</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_1">1</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#NATURE">Nature</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_3">3</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_LOVE_CHILD">The Love Child</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_5">5</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#HEART_FLOWER">Heart Flower</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_9">9</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#YOU">You</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_11">11</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#DAY_DREAMS">Day Dreams</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_15">15</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#SUSPICION">Suspicion</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_17">17</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_SAGE">The Sage</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_19">19</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#MORPHIA">Morphia</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_21">21</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#DOMINO">Domino</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_23">23</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_SPHINX">The Sphinx</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_25">25</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#STRADIVARIUS">Stradivarius</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_27">27</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#EXTRAVAGANZA">Extravaganza</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_29">29</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#MIRAGE">Mirage</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_31">31</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#GLORIFICATION">Glorification</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_33">33</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#REMEMBRANCE">Remembrance</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_35">35</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THREE_GENERATIONS_OF_KISSES">Three Generations of Kisses</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_37">37</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#A_BABYS_SKIN">A Baby’s Skin</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_39">39</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#GRATITUDE">Gratitude</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_41">41</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#SHADOWS">Shadows</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_43">43</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#ACCUSATION">Accusation</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_45">45</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#EVEN_SONG">Even Song</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_47">47</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#GYPSIES">Gypsies</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_49">49</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_CARRIER">The Carrier</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_53">53</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_SCHOOL_OF_LIFE">The School of Life</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_55">55</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_WANTON">The Wanton</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_57">57</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#SLAVERY">Slavery</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_59">59</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#WITHIN_A_WALL">Within a Wall</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_61">61</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_CHALICE">The Chalice</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_63">63</a><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_xiv" id="page_xiv">{xiv}</a></span></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#SOLICITUDE">Solicitude</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_65">65</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#YOU1">You</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_67">67</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#AT_SUNRISE_TOMORROW">At Sunrise Tomorrow</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_69">69</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#POVERTY">Poverty</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_71">71</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#CREMATION">Cremation</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_73">73</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_LUTE">The Lute</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_77">77</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#POWERLESS">Powerless</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_79">79</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#CAP_AND_BELLS">Cap and Bells</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_83">83</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#PATCHWORK_QUILT">Patchwork Quilt</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_85">85</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#To_A_M">To A. M.</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_87">87</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_PHILOSOPHY_OF_A_PESSIMIST">The Philosophy of a Pessimist</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_89">89</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#GEMS_OF_THOUGHT">Gems of Thought</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_91">91</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#To_C_F">To C. F.</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_93">93</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#SYMPATHY">Sympathy</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_95">95</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#LABOR">Labor</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_99">99</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#WEALTH">Wealth</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_101">101</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#UNDERSTANDING">Understanding</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_103">103</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#HUNGER">Hunger</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_105">105</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#MONEY">Money</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_107">107</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_CHOICE">The Choice</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_109">109</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#ITALY">Italy</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_111">111</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#ERIN">Erin</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_113">113</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#BEES">Bees</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_115">115</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#To_M_T">To M. T.</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_117">117</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#IMPERIALISM">Imperialism</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_119">119</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#RADIO">Radio</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_121">121</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#THE_KALEIDOSCOPE_OF_LOVE">The Kaleidoscope of Love</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_123">123</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#MEMORIAL">Memorial</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_125">125</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#DUST_TO_DUST">Dust to Dust</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_127">127</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#LULLABY_TREE">Lullaby Tree</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_129">129</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#ADAGE">Adage</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_131">131</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#FAITHFULNESS">Faithfulness</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_133">133</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#REFLECTIONS_AT_RANDOM">Reflections at Random</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_135">135</a></td></tr> -<tr><td class="pdd"><a href="#COOPERATION">Cooperation</a></td><td class="rt" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_143">143</a></td></tr> -</table> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_xv" id="page_xv">{xv}</a></span></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_xvi" id="page_xvi">{xvi}</a></span></p><p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_1" id="page_1">{1}</a></span></p> - -<p class="crrt">DAY DREAMS</p> - -<h2><a name="THE_GIFT_BOOK" id="THE_GIFT_BOOK"></a>THE GIFT BOOK<br /> -(To J. R.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A book is a kindly gracious thing.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Each has a particular gift to bring.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i2">It may be the wealth<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of a wonderful life,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Or the thrilling adventure<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of Jungle strife.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Perhaps it’s a present<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of orient gold,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Tales of Aladdin<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Enchantingly told.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Maybe a view<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of olden days,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Knighthood—Romance,<br /></span> -<span class="i5">Flowery ways.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And again a journey<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To lands afar,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where strange things happen,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And wonders are.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i2">All of them—Gift books<br /></span> -<span class="i4">But plainly I see,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Not one of them holds<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The gift for me.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">I want a book<br /></span> -<span class="i4">That will lazily roam<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Down the dear Pathway<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To Folks back home.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_3" id="page_3">{3}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_2" id="page_2">{2}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="NATURE" id="NATURE"></a>NATURE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Nature is the open book<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wherein the truths of the world are found<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nature is an endless story<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of never changing glory<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When you study nature your teacher is God<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So always let your reference be<br /></span> -<span class="i0">This Greatest of Masters.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_5" id="page_5">{5}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_4" id="page_4">{4}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_LOVE_CHILD" id="THE_LOVE_CHILD"></a>THE LOVE CHILD<br /> -(To B.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Don Juan roamed the summer sky<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A shady cloud of gray<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But this dull attire<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Hid a heart of fire<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In quest of romance stray.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>Vision</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A lovely golden sunbeam<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Shining from above<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Came radiant by<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And caught the eye<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of this vagabond of love.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>Delusion</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In wild tempestuous wooing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He kissed her heart away<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All in a jest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It was the quest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of the cloud on a summer’s day.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>Conclusion</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Through tears the sunbeam glimmered<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then happily she smiled<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The tempest passed<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alone at last<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With a little rainbow child.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_7" id="page_7">{7}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_6" id="page_6">{6}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Dawn runs in a crimson streak<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Across a leaden sky—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just like a pulsing vein of life<br /></span> -<span class="i0">An artery of love not strife<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And it livens the heavens high.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">So in our sky today it seems,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">No sign of life we see.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Do we not know,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Night’s bound to go,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Dawn follows instantly.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -</div><div class="stanza"> -</div><div class="stanza"> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">If it were not for the showers, where<br /></span> -<span class="i0">would the rainbows be?<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_9" id="page_9">{9}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_8" id="page_8">{8}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HEART_FLOWER" id="HEART_FLOWER"></a>HEART FLOWER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O lovely rose<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Within whose chalice lies<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The heart of my true love,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Did not the gods in benediction stoop<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To bless thee from above?<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And place within thy roseate lips<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The rubies counterpart.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">I found it there<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A jewel rare<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The flower of thy heart.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_11" id="page_11">{11}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_10" id="page_10">{10}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="YOU" id="YOU"></a>YOU</h2> - -<h3>Your Eyes</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Your Eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Mystic pools<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of beauteous light.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Golden brown<br /></span> -<span class="i4">In color<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Deep,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Yet, amber clear.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Unshadowed<br /></span> -<span class="i4">By a frown,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Fathomless,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Wherein<br /></span> -<span class="i6">My senses<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Drown.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your Eyes.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>Your Lips</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Your Lips,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Twin silken petals<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of a dewy rose.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Altar<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of the heart<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Where love<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Kindling desire<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Worships unafraid.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Crucible<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Passion.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The rose in masquerade.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your Lips.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_13" id="page_13">{13}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_12" id="page_12">{12}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h3>Your Kiss</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Your Kiss,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">A flame<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of Passion’s fire<br /></span> -<span class="i2">The sensitive Seal<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of Love<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In the desire,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">The fragrance<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Of your Caress;<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Alas,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">At times<br /></span> -<span class="i6">I find<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Exquisite bitterness<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your Kiss.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_15" id="page_15">{15}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_14" id="page_14">{14}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DAY_DREAMS" id="DAY_DREAMS"></a>DAY DREAMS<br /> -(To The Friend)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><i>Yesterday</i>—in contemplation<br /></span> -<span class="i4">We dreamed of love to be,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And in the dreaming,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Wove a tapestry of Love.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><i>Today</i>—We dream our dream awake;<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Realization,<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Coloring our Romance<br /></span> -<span class="i4">With all the glory<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Of a flaming Rose.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0"><i>Tomorrow</i>—What awakening lies before us:<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Our tapestry<br /></span> -<span class="i6">In shreds perchance,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Or mellowed—glorified<br /></span> -<span class="i6">By love’s reflection?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I wonder—<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_17" id="page_17">{17}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_16" id="page_16">{16}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SUSPICION" id="SUSPICION"></a>SUSPICION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">There crossed the path<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of my dream of you<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A gossamer web of gray,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">So soft its sheen,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Almost unseen,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But it stopped me<br /></span> -<span class="i4">On my way.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Like a cold, gray granite battlement<br /></span> -<span class="i4">It walled me all about,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For a cruel steel,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Was in the feel<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of the silken web of doubt.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_19" id="page_19">{19}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_18" id="page_18">{18}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SAGE" id="THE_SAGE"></a>THE SAGE<br /> -(To M.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Gladness shining bravely<br /></span> -<span class="i4">From out the eyes of youth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Be strong in your belief of good,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of valor and of truth.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For soon enough,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Too soon enough—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The gladdest light meets doubt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Then flickers, flutters, just a bit,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">But, doesn’t quite go out.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Sadness peering divinely<br /></span> -<span class="i4">From out the eyes of age,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Be strong in your belief of good.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To youth—still be the sage.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For soon enough,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Too soon enough,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The saddest light in doubt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Flickers, flutters, flickers,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And finally goes out.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_21" id="page_21">{21}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_20" id="page_20">{20}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MORPHIA" id="MORPHIA"></a>MORPHIA</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I am The Ingrate Morphia,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You hold the brimming cup of your Life<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To me, athirst am I,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And drink my fill<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of strength, until<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The cup is drained dry.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Then, satisfied, I care no more.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The cup, I cast away,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Crunch ’neath my heel.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Its doom I seal,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">As I walk on my way.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_23" id="page_23">{23}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_22" id="page_22">{22}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DOMINO" id="DOMINO"></a>DOMINO</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Passion’s cloak,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">An ashy thing to wear,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Covering the shroud of love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That once was fair.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">What gruesome imagery<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Does this convey to me.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Grim death—itself no ghastlier a thing than this<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Could ever be.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_25" id="page_25">{25}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_24" id="page_24">{24}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SPHINX" id="THE_SPHINX"></a>THE SPHINX<br /> -(To B. H.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Sphinx—a monument to man!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Built by his hands of clay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You symbolize the power of might<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Used in an earthy way.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yesteryear, you stood for man’s symbolic strength sublime,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Today, you all but buried are<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beneath the sands of time.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Wondrous mountain—living Sphinx!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Built by the hand of God,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You symbolize the power of Love<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Used with the lowly sod.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yesteryear, a symbol of divinity sublime,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Today, you lift your rugged head<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Untouched by hands of time.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Sphinx—a monument to man!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Built by his hand of clay,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You symbolize the power of might<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Used in an earthy way.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yesterday, you in grandeur stood alone.<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Today, you’re mingling with the sand<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A rotting mass of stone.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Wondrous mountain—living Sphinx!<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Built by the hand of God,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You symbolize the power of Love<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Used with the lowly sod,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">E’er yesterday, you stood a monument of Love,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Today unchanged, your glorious face,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">In worship turned above.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_27" id="page_27">{27}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_26" id="page_26">{26}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="STRADIVARIUS" id="STRADIVARIUS"></a>STRADIVARIUS<br /> -(To Jascha Heifetz)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">If power were only given me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To paint the tone picture that arises from the soul<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of that sanctuary of sound—your violin,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where would I find pigment worthy of such a use,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Save in the fleeting splendour of some sky.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where a brush—save in a snowy feather<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From the shining wing of an archangel.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where the canvas—save across the dream memory of one who heard<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And was blessed by the hearing.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_29" id="page_29">{29}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_28" id="page_28">{28}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="EXTRAVAGANZA" id="EXTRAVAGANZA"></a>EXTRAVAGANZA</h2> - -<p>Extravaganza! The very word is vulgar. Still vulgarity is necessary to -development, for even a weed growing in a swamp can sometimes be -cultivated into a hot house plant. Take an orchid not under its own -surroundings, but dress it by putting it in a proper receptacle, and -what a difference! But, outside of beauty what have you? If we could -only combine the beauty of an orchid with the soul of a weed we would -get an improvement in the orchid, for real weeds are grateful enough to -spring up between cobblestones, even to be trampled upon.</p> - -<p>Rather be a blade of grass that knows the heart beats of Mother Earth, -than the potted plant which is pampered and only restored to a semblance -of life.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_30" id="page_30">{30}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_31" id="page_31">{31}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="MIRAGE" id="MIRAGE"></a>MIRAGE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Happiness—you wait for us<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Just beyond,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Just beyond.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">We know not where,<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Nor how we shall find you.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We only know you are<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Waiting, waiting,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Just beyond.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_33" id="page_33">{33}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_32" id="page_32">{32}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="GLORIFICATION" id="GLORIFICATION"></a>GLORIFICATION<br /> -(To W. W.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The arms of the earth broke through the sod<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And clenched his fist in derision,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For clay knows not the might of God,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It has but earthy vision.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The finger of God wrote in the sky<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A sign of mighty fire:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Reach up to me for I am Life”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But earth could reach no higher.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">With strength of muscle, with might and main,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Earth struggled and then defied,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But God stretched forth His hand of Love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And Earth was glorified.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_35" id="page_35">{35}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_34" id="page_34">{34}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="REMEMBRANCE" id="REMEMBRANCE"></a>REMEMBRANCE<br /> -(To M. O.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">An infant memory,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A tiny fragile thing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Called into being<br /></span> -<span class="i4">By the brush of a colored wing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Across the canvas<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of my tired mind.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It grows,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A lovely picture of the past<br /></span> -<span class="i10">I find,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You! Grown to fullest stature<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Of the perfect soul,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The tiny sheltered memory<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Has reached at last<br /></span> -<span class="i10">Its goal.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_37" id="page_37">{37}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_36" id="page_36">{36}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THREE_GENERATIONS_OF_KISSES" id="THREE_GENERATIONS_OF_KISSES"></a>THREE GENERATIONS OF KISSES<br /> -(To M. K.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A Mother’s kisses<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Are blessed with love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Straight from the heart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of Heaven above.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love’s Benediction,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Her dear caress,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The sum of all our happiness.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Till we kiss the lips<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of the mate of our soul<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We never know Love<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Has reached its goal.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Caress divine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You reign until<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A baby’s kiss seems sweeter still.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">That beloved blossom<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A baby’s face<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Seems to be<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love’s resting place.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And a million kisses<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Tenderly<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Linger there in ecstacy.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Were I told to select<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just one kiss a day;<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Oh! What a puzzle<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I would say.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Still a baby’s kiss<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’d choose, you see,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For in that wise choice<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I’d gain ALL Three.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_39" id="page_39">{39}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_38" id="page_38">{38}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="A_BABYS_SKIN" id="A_BABYS_SKIN"></a>A BABY’S SKIN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Texture of a butterfly’s wing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Colored like a dawned rose,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whose perfume is the breath of God.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Such is the web wherein is held<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The treasure of the treasure chest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The priceless gift—the Child of Love.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_41" id="page_41">{41}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_40" id="page_40">{40}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="GRATITUDE" id="GRATITUDE"></a>GRATITUDE<br /> -(To A. T.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The oleander blooms for me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In dawning splendrous beauty,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I planted it so tenderly,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And love has done its duty.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">All in a garden of the earth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All in a plot of ground,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wherein I found no bit of worth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The seed I planted in the ground.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Tiny seed almost unworthy<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To be cherished for thy looks,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But deep within the heart of you<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Was wisdom never found in books.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You are the spirit of the good,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The joy, the beauty of all things,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You are the melody of life—the song<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That Mother Nature sings.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And so to that sweet lullaby<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You, in your perfumed cradle, rest<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Safe in the arms of Mother Earth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Held closely to her loving breast.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Until one happy wondrous day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When love so tenderly drew nigh,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Lifted your tiny hand of green<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And turned your face toward the sky.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The oleander blooms for me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In dawning splendrous beauty,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I planted it so tenderly<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And love has done its duty.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_43" id="page_43">{43}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_42" id="page_42">{42}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SHADOWS" id="SHADOWS"></a>SHADOWS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Shadows—gray symbol of a broken faith.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We cling to hope—in hope we find<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The symbol of a broken heart.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Shadows—gray bleak gossamer web<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of what once was woven ’round my heart.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We slink within thy domain—the land of shadows.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For still we hope.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But knowing always, that a broken faith can never be restored<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To more than it was—a Shadow.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_45" id="page_45">{45}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_44" id="page_44">{44}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ACCUSATION" id="ACCUSATION"></a>ACCUSATION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Out of a shadowed corner<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Comes a phantom of the past,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To confuse me<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And accuse me<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For a vain iconoclast.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To chide me<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And deride me<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In a seething scornful blast.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To cheat me<br /></span> -<span class="i4">And defeat me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Conscience, crucifies at last.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_47" id="page_47">{47}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_46" id="page_46">{46}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="EVEN_SONG" id="EVEN_SONG"></a>EVEN SONG</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I sing a song to the sapphire sky<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That curtains a sleeping earth.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I sing a song to the stars on high<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That mark a jewel’s worth.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">My feeble voice, so weak it sounds,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A puny earthy cry,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet when its echo comes to me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Angelic voice in harmony,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I know it is not I.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">It was belief that gave it wing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That weakling voice of mine,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And carried it where angels sing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">God’s Melody Divine.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_49" id="page_49">{49}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_48" id="page_48">{48}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="GYPSIES" id="GYPSIES"></a>GYPSIES<br /> -(To R. B.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Little gypsies of the city,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Little sparrows—more’s the pity,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Homeless, heedless of the weather,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Happy, banding all together,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Never giving thought to trouble,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Never seeing evil double,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Would that we who proudly mention<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Every honorable intention<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To the world with trumpet blaring,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Could, like sparrows, take uncaring<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All the little earthly struggles,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Cast them gypsy-like aside<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And fly happily, and gladly<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All about earth’s countryside.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<p>Why do the birds chant the psalm of glory?</p> - -<p>Only because they alone are free throated and unafraid. Do they realize -the danger in the sling-shot of civilization? No—they are only -conscious of the Joy within.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_50" id="page_50">{50}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_51" id="page_51">{51}</a></span>  </p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Why sing of Joy—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">If Joy is to be unheard.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Why sing of Faith,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">If Faith is to be barred.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For all that is good<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Is forever alive,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And all that is bad<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Is dead before it be born.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_53" id="page_53">{53}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_52" id="page_52">{52}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_CARRIER" id="THE_CARRIER"></a>THE CARRIER<br /> -(To J. K.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A poor little messenger clad in gray,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sent as a go-between—they say.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Took a betrayal under its wing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And guarded and cherished the slimy thing.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">We speak of Glory, and Trust, and Men,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But that is all forgotten when<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We send this softly feathered bird<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With messages best left unheard.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Oh! What a mockery ’cross the sky<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The dove is sent to act as spy.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_55" id="page_55">{55}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_54" id="page_54">{54}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_SCHOOL_OF_LIFE" id="THE_SCHOOL_OF_LIFE"></a>THE SCHOOL OF LIFE<br /> -(To M)</h2> - -<p>Lives are classes—we are pupils with excellent teachers. Experience -should tutor us, but we so often shirk school. School can be made happy -and we delight in making a higher grade—but through not heeding -Experience’s teaching we often are left back in the old class, and -sometimes, sad to relate, are put several grades lower.</p> - -<p>But, happily, there is always the opportunity of skipping many grades -upward. It’s a poor rule that doesn’t work both ways.</p> - -<p>The Mind is the Grade we work in. We can have majestic thoughts, living -in a hermit’s hut, or we can think as a swine in a palace on a throne of -gold—let us choose our station—kingly children, or swineherds. -Eternity is the Empire.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_56" id="page_56">{56}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_57" id="page_57">{57}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="THE_WANTON" id="THE_WANTON"></a>THE WANTON</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">To love, save that which mockery was,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No heart, save that of stone.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A multitude forever hers,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas—not one—alone!<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Cradled in the arms of many,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Not where to lay her weary head.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Fortune smiled—held out her hand<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And struck the wanton dead.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_59" id="page_59">{59}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_58" id="page_58">{58}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SLAVERY" id="SLAVERY"></a>SLAVERY<br /> -(To E. A. P.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i10">Love<br /></span> -<span class="i8">I am a slave,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet free as birds above,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Sold into bondage<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By the tender kiss of love.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i10">Lust<br /></span> -<span class="i8">I am a slave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the rat trap of disgust,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Sold into bondage<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By the lurid kiss of lust.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i10">Hate<br /></span> -<span class="i8">I am a slave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Prisoned by the walls of fate,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Sold into bondage<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By the cruel kiss of hate.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i10">Crime<br /></span> -<span class="i8">I am a slave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Behind the bars of time,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Sold into bondage<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By the leprous kiss of crime.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i10">Death<br /></span> -<span class="i8">I am a slave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No longer in my breath,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Given sight of freedom<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Through the graciousness of death.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i8">Still am I a slave<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the hand of destiny,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Thought alone enslaved me<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And thought alone can free.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_61" id="page_61">{61}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_60" id="page_60">{60}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WITHIN_A_WALL" id="WITHIN_A_WALL"></a>WITHIN A WALL</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Once in a time when skies were gray<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I chanced to walk in a cloistered way,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I saw the ones who closed the door<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On all the world had spread before.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Their eyes—that were closed to the joy of good,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They thought the God’s law they understood.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O Pity, Pity, for such as they<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who only look on skies of gray,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From cloistered windows sad of eye,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When all about is glorious sky.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It was but the tiny patch of gray,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The shadowed thing that happened to play<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Behind the back of the glorious earth.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas, they thought it was all the worth<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of the whole wide world, the glorious world.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But the folded wings were not unfurled<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And closed to use they lost the call,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And so they lost to them their all.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_63" id="page_63">{63}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_62" id="page_62">{62}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_CHALICE" id="THE_CHALICE"></a>THE CHALICE<br /> -(To E. H.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The chalice of a lily cup<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is indeed the sacrament<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That Mother Nature uses<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When she communes with God.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_65" id="page_65">{65}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_64" id="page_64">{64}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="SOLICITUDE" id="SOLICITUDE"></a>SOLICITUDE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">On the sands of a happy shore,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Walked two lovers, hand in hand,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Leaving all that’s gone before.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They mark each footstep in the sand,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Knowing well that every foot print<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Will be trod by their own blood,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Therefore, let each couple ponder<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O’er their footsteps<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For future good.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>(To D. K.)</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Man is the word of the story,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Woman is the inspiration,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">God is the book that binds,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">None other can be what is now the finished book.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_67" id="page_67">{67}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_66" id="page_66">{66}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="YOU1" id="YOU1"></a>YOU</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">You are the History of Love and its Justification.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Symbol of Devotion.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Blessedness of Womanhood.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Incentive of Chivalry.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Reality of Ideals.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Verity of Joy.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Idolatry’s Defense.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Proof of Goodness.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Power of Gentleness.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beauty’s Acknowledgment.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Vanity’s Excuse.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Promise of Truth.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Melody of Life.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Caress of Romance.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Dream of Desire.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Sympathy of Understanding.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My Heart’s Home.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The Proof of Faith.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Sanctuary of my Soul.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">My Belief of Heaven.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Eternity of all Happiness.<br /></span> -<span class="i6">My Prayers.<br /></span> -<span class="i8">You.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_69" id="page_69">{69}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_68" id="page_68">{68}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="AT_SUNRISE_TOMORROW" id="AT_SUNRISE_TOMORROW"></a>AT SUNRISE TOMORROW<br /> -(To E. B.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Love, when you leave me do not say:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Tomorrow we meet at twilight”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For that is the time of the darkening hour,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The ending of the day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All is glowing, gleaming in our love,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All is pulsing, breathing in the light<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of understanding—it is not symbolic of twilight,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nor yet of dawning, for it has reached the zenith of love’s day.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">So when you leave me, dearest, do not say:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“Tomorrow we meet at twilight.”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Rather, beloved of my heart,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">“We meet at sunshine tomorrow.”<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_71" id="page_71">{71}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_70" id="page_70">{70}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="POVERTY" id="POVERTY"></a>POVERTY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Possessing the jewels of the earth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Holding within my grasp the sceptre of the universe,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All these would but make me more the pauper—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Were I beggared of your love.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_73" id="page_73">{73}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_72" id="page_72">{72}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="CREMATION" id="CREMATION"></a>CREMATION<br /> -(To G. S.)</h2> - -<h3>I</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Just a packet of letters tied with a bit of blue,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Just a packet of letters that once were sent by you<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To one who proved unworthy<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of the Love inscribed within.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The tiny packet of letters, a witness of my sin.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>II</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Just a packet of letters, but they are not mine own.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I dare not claim one thought in them<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Not even as a loan,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For to the one you thought I was<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In all sincerity<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You bared the secrets of your soul.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Now I send them back to thee.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<h3>III</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Just a packet of letters<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A monument of love.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You lie within the fireplace,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In smoke you’ll rise above<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The sordidness of all deceit,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The grime of earthly thought,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet, in this flash of living fire,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The flame of love is caught.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_75" id="page_75">{75}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_74" id="page_74">{74}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h3>IV</h3> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Just a packet of letters a while ago you were,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Now in vaprous symphony of gray<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I send you back to her,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For the spirit of true love that’s penned,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Must rise to meet her soul<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In pearly glory ’round her head.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Love’s halo—is its goal.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<hr style="width: 15%;" /> - -<p>To rake over the dead ashes of a burnt out love one must use the pen -point of poetry.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_76" id="page_76">{76}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_77" id="page_77">{77}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="THE_LUTE" id="THE_LUTE"></a>THE LUTE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The lute, a barrier to song of soul.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">For none save God<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Can music charm<br /></span> -<span class="i0">From out a thing man-made.<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A bowl of wood,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">A string or two to arm<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The troubadour with weapon strong.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_79" id="page_79">{79}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_78" id="page_78">{78}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="POWERLESS" id="POWERLESS"></a>POWERLESS</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">When I see a look of sadness,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">In the eyes of You,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Thoughts of grief akin to madness<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Surge my being through.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Am I then so weak and helpless,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">That I can not send<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Even shadowings of sorrows<br /></span> -<span class="i4">To their deserved end.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_81" id="page_81">{81}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_80" id="page_80">{80}</a></span></div><div class="stanza"> - -<h2>  </h2> -<span class="i0">Garden of delight wherein the jewels of earth do lie!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Tell me, in your vault of gold, will the flowers ever die?<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nothing of so fair a mien could return to earthly dust.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Even if the earth do say, “It is finished,” trust we must<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In the God who tells of light that will lift to Heaven above<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Every perfumed flower that blows symphonies on wings of love.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_83" id="page_83">{83}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_82" id="page_82">{82}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="CAP_AND_BELLS" id="CAP_AND_BELLS"></a>CAP AND BELLS<br /> -(To F.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">In Life’s masquerade the disguises are many:<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Here’s a man masquerading as Wealth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Wears a million of gold,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But a pauper, I’m told,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He hasn’t a penny of health.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Here comes a Beggar, in tatters and rags,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Masking as Poverty old.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He may look the part,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But the wealth in his heart,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Makes him richer than Croesus in gold.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The costumes are varied disguises beguiling<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That cover the true man beneath<br /></span> -<span class="i0">One wears learned looks,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That he’s borrowed from books<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And a co-operative laurel wreath.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">And still another pretending a clown,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In make-up the silliest Fool,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But his knowledge of men,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is beyond the ken<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of a sage of the orthodox school.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">There are millions of others in Life’s Motley Masque<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who follow the art of mime.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They mimic and play<br /></span> -<span class="i0">At mockery today,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But they never fool Old Father Time.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_85" id="page_85">{85}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_84" id="page_84">{84}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="PATCHWORK_QUILT" id="PATCHWORK_QUILT"></a>PATCHWORK QUILT</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A Patchwork Quilt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Industrious name.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Once it was not quite the same.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A different fame,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A “Crazy Quilt,”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Same foolish dame<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Entitled you.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It was sorry fame.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Life is like that,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We do not see<br /></span> -<span class="i0">How little bits<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Make harmony—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It’s up to man to take each bit<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of happiness and make it fit.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But if he takes and doesn’t dwell<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Upon the pattern—Well, it’s Hell!<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A crazy quilt the name’s O. K.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But start a patchwork quilt today.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_87" id="page_87">{87}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_86" id="page_86">{86}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="To_A_M" id="To_A_M"></a>(To A. M.)</h2> - -<p>The sky is the mirror that reflects all phases of Life. The clouds of -Doubt bring showers, but there is always the “Silver Lining” promise.</p> - -<p>  </p> - -<p><i>Moral</i>: If the sky is the limit better fix it clear in your mind to -begin with.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_88" id="page_88">{88}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_89" id="page_89">{89}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="THE_PHILOSOPHY_OF_A_PESSIMIST" id="THE_PHILOSOPHY_OF_A_PESSIMIST"></a>THE PHILOSOPHY OF A PESSIMIST</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I do not care for money made easily,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It is not lasting—I know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I do not care for friends made easily,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They are not lasting—I know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I do not care for anything that comes easily,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It never lasts—I know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But I fell in love with you easily,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But, not lastingly—I know.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_91" id="page_91">{91}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_90" id="page_90">{90}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="GEMS_OF_THOUGHT" id="GEMS_OF_THOUGHT"></a>GEMS OF THOUGHT</h2> - -<table cellpadding="2"> -<tr><td align="left">Diamonds</td><td align="left">—Scintillating wit of sharpest ray</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Emeralds</td><td align="left">—Philosophy, growth in words today</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Pearls</td><td align="left">—Are the hymns of pity</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Sapphires</td><td align="left">—Songs of the skies</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left">Rubies</td><td align="left">—Are poems of passion</td></tr> -<tr><td align="left"> </td><td align="left">    And love that never dies.</td></tr> -</table> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_92" id="page_92">{92}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_93" id="page_93">{93}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="To_C_F" id="To_C_F"></a>(To C. F.)</h2> - -<p>The curtain is raised on the first act—the overture is over. We can -play our parts. They say life’s a stage, but what a sad thing we have so -few good stage managers. Our productions have more in the way of Costume -and lack, so often, the right lines. Lines do count, not always words, -but sympathy of thought is quite as necessary.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_94" id="page_94">{94}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_95" id="page_95">{95}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="SYMPATHY" id="SYMPATHY"></a>SYMPATHY<br /> -(To J.)</h2> - -<p>Sympathy is just as essential to the world as any other great attribute -of good, but it must be sympathy in the right place.</p> - -<p>Sympathy of thought has been the greatest lever in the machinery of -mankind, but to sympathize with a weak nature sometimes breaks up his -foundation. Know your subject.</p> - -<p>Never withhold sympathy in loving one, but rather than sympathy, use -encouragement as a tonic to tone up a weakling.</p> - -<p>Kindly sympathetic interest is only another name for encouragement.</p> - -<p>Never take away a prop without putting a stronger one in its place.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_96" id="page_96">{96}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_97" id="page_97">{97}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2>  </h2> - -<p> -On a stretch of sandy beach I see naught of human presence, but upon -looking closer, a remembrance of the past. I sit upon a rock and -meditate upon what once was. I see myself in all the splendor of my -youth. I see my boon companion—Hope, and one other one, whose name I’d -best forget. We walked—Hope and I—but ever the unnamed one stalked by -my side. I turned to gaze in fascination at my companion who speaks not, -but forever stalks silently beside me. I finally forget my Hope to gaze -in interest at the other. Hope, neglected, lags behind until we walk -alone—myself and the unnamed one. We walk forever, but the walk brings -us to the abyss of the world. What name has that one whose identity I -fail to know? O, Eternity, thou art my sight and knowledge. It was -Doubt, whose companion I became.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_98" id="page_98">{98}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_99" id="page_99">{99}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="LABOR" id="LABOR"></a>LABOR</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">On whose shoulders are the crosses held,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">None can liken a laborer to him who bears the heavy-hearted thoughts.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">What can I say—it is more laborious than many tasks,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Yet—’tis not task—<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For task is given to be done<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And ye are the cross bearers if ye will.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_101" id="page_101">{101}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_100" id="page_100">{100}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="WEALTH" id="WEALTH"></a>WEALTH<br /> -(To B. F. S.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Treasures in the lowly casket that we call a brain,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Can jewels of the earth compare<br /></span> -<span class="i0">With all that man finds hidden there?<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The wealth of knowledge, that will lead a willing soul<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Into a land of untold wonder,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where will be the lasting goal<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of every seeking thought—<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_103" id="page_103">{103}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_102" id="page_102">{102}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="UNDERSTANDING" id="UNDERSTANDING"></a>UNDERSTANDING<br /> -(To the Brother of Maris)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Maris of the golden eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You in all innocence<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Looked upon a lovely world<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In wondering shyness.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Beauty beckoned,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Then turned the corner of another day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Leaving in her stead<br /></span> -<span class="i2">An unknown one,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The stranger to light.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Maris of the saddened eyes,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">In your pity,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Looking from another world<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Have compassion on beauty<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who thoughtlessly turned away,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Leaving another in her place<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The stranger to light.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_105" id="page_105">{105}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_104" id="page_104">{104}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="HUNGER" id="HUNGER"></a>HUNGER</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have journeyed toward the city<br /></span> -<span class="i0">On the long, long road of Life,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I have learned how little Pity<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Plays a speaking part in life.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have learned that only Money<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is the voice that’s heard today,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Calling for God’s milk and honey,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Even Hunger has no say.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">I have reached the city’s center<br /></span> -<span class="i0">By the crooked road of Hell,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For Starvation’s been my mentor<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And has taught her lesson well.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_107" id="page_107">{107}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_106" id="page_106">{106}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MONEY" id="MONEY"></a>MONEY</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Money—you Harlequin of the great masquerade of life.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">You wear the dollar sign as your mask.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">It may hide you—yes, for a time,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But when at last grim reality stalks into the midst of the festivities,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The mask is ruthlessly torn away, and then—is seen<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The true expression hidden behind it—the cruel visage of discordant greed.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_109" id="page_109">{109}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_108" id="page_108">{108}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_CHOICE" id="THE_CHOICE"></a>THE CHOICE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Words are jewels rare—<br /></span> -<span class="i8">If need be<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Words are sometimes fair<br /></span> -<span class="i8">You heed me,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But our choosing makes them seem<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The reflection of a dream.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Let us, therefore,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">Choose in reason,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Whereby all that good is ours,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And by knowing rightful season<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pass forever—happy hours.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_111" id="page_111">{111}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_110" id="page_110">{110}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ITALY" id="ITALY"></a>ITALY<br /> -(To Caruso)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The earth is earth—that is its worth,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To men who walk below.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But to the soul that seeks its goal,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Each land is all they know.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">One calls it Home, another Heart, another Property,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But to the one who loves the sun<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He calls it Italy.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_113" id="page_113">{113}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_112" id="page_112">{112}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ERIN" id="ERIN"></a>ERIN</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The green sod is red now—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Rebellion<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The green sod is white now—<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Purity<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The green sod is blue now,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">With truth<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And the green sod is ever green,<br /></span> -<span class="i4">It is growth—none can stop natural growth<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Erin—land of dreams—Awaken.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_115" id="page_115">{115}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_114" id="page_114">{114}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="BEES" id="BEES"></a>BEES</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">The air is alive with buzzing bees<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The little workers of destinies.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We grasp and strive to make our way,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Each life a hive and so our day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is fraught with honey sweet, if we<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Know all is good in destiny.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_117" id="page_117">{117}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_116" id="page_116">{116}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="To_M_T" id="To_M_T"></a>(To M. T.)</h2> - -<p>A certain lad had a long way to go, so he sat still and waited -until—well, another lad also had a long way to go—so he hurried along -and before long he received several gifts not to be sneezed at. No, they -were not to be sneezed at, though I must say they made his eyes water a -bit. The gifts were lovely little blisters on his pedal extremities, so -he had to sit down and take care of his poor feet and in pain tarried, -looking at his poor feet. Ah, yes, our other little lad took it very -slowly, almost like the proverbial snail, but kept on the lookout and -pretty soon a nice, comfortable wagon came along, and took the slow -little boy for a nice ride, and the good little slow boy rode merrily by -the poor little fast boy, who still sat nursing his blisters. He had -really gone stepping on some little brimstones,—though he said they -were pebbles. The good little slow boy turned back and put his hand to -the poor little fast boy, but I regret to say he raised his digits to -his nose—O, world where is thy sting.</p> - -<p>  </p> - -<p>Note—This is not a moral, it is only something that happens every day -on our best trafficked roads.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_118" id="page_118">{118}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_119" id="page_119">{119}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="IMPERIALISM" id="IMPERIALISM"></a>IMPERIALISM</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Oh, Mirror—most ungrateful ruler<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Man has ever had.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We trembling bow to your decree,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">But oh! ’Tis very sad<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For all our great devotion<br /></span> -<span class="i2">And concern in your behalf,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">No matter how we worship you,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You just give us the laugh.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Though we may claim democracy,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">You hold us like a slave.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The tyrant ruler of the world,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">From cradle to the grave.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Pa Adam’s prize Apollos<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Look to you (It is to laugh)<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Their reward for faithful service,<br /></span> -<span class="i2">Is Methuselah’s Epitaph.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_121" id="page_121">{121}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_120" id="page_120">{120}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="RADIO" id="RADIO"></a>RADIO<br /> -(To H. M.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Radio of romance,<br /></span> -<span class="i8">You<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Broadcasting to the universe<br /></span> -<span class="i6">All that is most blessed<br /></span> -<span class="i8">In all things,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But to me alone<br /></span> -<span class="i6">The melody of your Love<br /></span> -<span class="i4">Flows through<br /></span> -<span class="i8">The artery<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Of time and Space,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For unity,<br /></span> -<span class="i6">Can never know Division.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_123" id="page_123">{123}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_122" id="page_122">{122}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="THE_KALEIDOSCOPE_OF_LOVE" id="THE_KALEIDOSCOPE_OF_LOVE"></a>THE KALEIDOSCOPE OF LOVE<br /> -Synonyms and Antonyms</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A—Adoration—Anticipation—Affinity—Arguments.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">B—Beauty—Bliss—Bitterness—Bondage.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">C—Caresses—Circumstances—Confidences—Charm.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">D—Desire—Delusion—Dreams—Divorce.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">E—Ecstacy—Engagement—Ego—End.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">F—Fascination—Forgetfulness—Flattery—Faith.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">G—Gossip—Gratitude—Gift—Goodbye.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">H—Happiness—Honor—Heartache—Hell.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">I—Intuition—Irony—Idolatry—Integrity.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">J—Jealousy—Joy—Justice—June.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">K—Kisses—Keepsakes—Knowledge—Kismet.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">L—Lips—Loneliness—Logic—Longing.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">M—Marriage—Morality—Money—Man.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">N—No—Nearest—Novelty—Never.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">O—Opposition—Own—Offering—Opulence.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">P—Passion—Promise—Pride—Proposal.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Q—Quality—Quest—Queries—Quarrels.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">R—Romance—Reveries—Realization—Remembrance.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">S—Sympathy—Sacrifice—Shame—Settlement.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">T—Thoughts—Truth—Temper—Tears.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">U—Unkindness—Understanding—Uncertainty—Unfaithfulness.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">V—Virtue—Vanity—Vows—Vengeance.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">W—Wisdom—Wishes—Wedlock—Woman.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">X—The Unknown—Love.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Y—Youth—Yearning—Yes—Yawn.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Z—Zenith—Zest—Zeal—Zero.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_125" id="page_125">{125}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_124" id="page_124">{124}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="MEMORIAL" id="MEMORIAL"></a>MEMORIAL<br /> -(To A. S. R.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A Saint in a stained glass window,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">To the memory of one<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who “lived the life,”<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In sin and strife,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Is the epitome of fun.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A bit of colored crockery,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A picture wrought in glass,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">His memory’s mockery<br /></span> -<span class="i0">’Tis best to let it pass.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">A Saint in a stained glass window,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">A blest memorial true,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When it reflects the beauty of<br /></span> -<span class="i0">The memory of you.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_127" id="page_127">{127}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_126" id="page_126">{126}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="DUST_TO_DUST" id="DUST_TO_DUST"></a>DUST TO DUST</h2> - -<p>I take a bone—I gaze at it in wonder—You, O bit of strength that was. -In you today I see the whited sepulchre of nothingness—but you were the -shaft that held the wagon of Life. Your strength held together the -vehicle of Man until God called and the Soul answered.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_128" id="page_128">{128}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_129" id="page_129">{129}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="LULLABY_TREE" id="LULLABY_TREE"></a>LULLABY TREE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Cradle a thought on a bough of a tree,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where it will swing so lazily,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Where it will gather to its heart<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All in Nature’s lovely mart.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For every lovely living thing<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Stops to talk by a tree and sing,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Of what has gone on that very day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In fields and forests far away.<br /></span> -</div><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">If little thoughts hear happily<br /></span> -<span class="i0">All that’s said about a tree,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They’ll grow to be so wise and true,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">They’ll come back to the heart of you<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Much stronger, grown in beauty free,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Because their cradle was a tree.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_131" id="page_131">{131}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_130" id="page_130">{130}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="ADAGE" id="ADAGE"></a>ADAGE</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Happy childhood knows no sting<br /></span> -<span class="i0">That the age of stealth doth bring.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Stealing hours from the day<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Takes the joys of strength away.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Stealing hours from the Night<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Taking all—for rest is Might.<br /></span> -<span class="i0">When we steal away a Trust,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Nothing ever can we give<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Back to him and so we must<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Never Steal, but Give to Live.<br /></span> -<span class="pagenum"><a name="page_133" id="page_133">{133}</a></span><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_132" id="page_132">{132}</a></span></div></div> -</div> - -<h2><a name="FAITHFULNESS" id="FAITHFULNESS"></a>FAITHFULNESS<br /> -(To Our Little Friend—The Dog)</h2> - -<p>A dog is the nearest approach to the sweet submissive spirit God would -have in us, Faithfulness in the highest form. He only is faithful -because he believes in you, as God would have us believe in Him.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_134" id="page_134">{134}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_135" id="page_135">{135}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="REFLECTIONS_AT_RANDOM" id="REFLECTIONS_AT_RANDOM"></a>REFLECTIONS AT RANDOM<br /> -(To A. T.)</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Sing a song to the moon<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Or sing a song to the sun<br /></span> -<span class="i0">But just as long as you sing a song<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Your day or night is well begun.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<div class="blockquott"><p>Woman, the unreasonable Reason for the Great Reason, which the -sages call Life—Others not so knowing call it Love.</p> - -<p>Faith—The Engagement—repartee of Love. Hope—Marriage—maybe its -reply, but Charity—Divorce—is the retort courteous.</p> - -<p>The wedding march or two-step, I should say, is only too often the -lock-step.</p> - -<p>Punishment is seldom unmerited, though we may not always see the -cause.</p> - -<p>It is unwise to doubt others when you are not sure of yourself.</p> - -<p>Scientists are fools in some respects, I mean the so-called ones, -for they ignore the science of all important things.</p> - -<p>Friend is symbolical of Heaven, but some play Hell with it.</p> - -<p>Fun is a healthy disease and is very contagious.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_136" id="page_136">{136}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_137" id="page_137">{137}</a></span>  </p> - -<p>“May I intrude” is often substituted for “Do I intrude"—bores are -not connoisseurs in the selection of verbs.</p> - -<p>Make the best of what comes, for the best is coming.</p> - -<p>The Great Divide is the division of thought which separates the -Wise from the Fools.</p> - -<p>Whatever has in it the element of restlessness is like the poison -ivy plant; it causes rash and spasmodic movements, and after all -the scratching the victim is worse off than before.</p> - -<p>Worlds, and Worlds to live in, and so few do.</p> - -<p>Care is helpful if we carefully care, but when we carelessly care, -be careful.</p> - -<p>Gossip—never related in the same way.</p> - -<p>When you eat hash you do not always recognize the different kinds -of meat in it, do you? So it is with Twice Told Tales.</p> - -<p>We always prefer the most difficult way. It seems so much more -important, but once we realize it, truth is always simplest when it -is Truth.</p> - -<p>It takes a hero to accuse no one, but take another’s accusation to -his heart.</p> - -<p>Love’s greatest expression is Service.</p> - -<p>Eyes are living windows.</p> - -<p>Into the garden we all go, but most are looking for the worm in the -bud and never see the promise of the flower.</p></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_138" id="page_138">{138}</a></span>  </p> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_139" id="page_139">{139}</a></span>  </p> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">ART the very mockery of it<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In a painted mask we sometimes call a face,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Alas, that pigment be so badly used<br /></span> -<span class="i0">And artistry brought to much sad disgrace.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<div class="blockquott"><p> -Take freedom but take care lest it take your liberty from you.</p> - -<p>To be a humorist one must be concise, witty, but short-lived, for the good die young.</p> -</div> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">Cleverness—word most useful to the Bard<br /></span> -<span class="i0">Who finds his pathway all beset with doubt,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">For if we find his hidden meanings hard,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">We call him “clever"—then he knows what we’re about.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<div class="blockquott"><p>Publicity is the keystone in the Arch of Triumph.</p> - -<p>Money—pretender to the throne of all we most desire.</p> - -<p>Doubt is the opposing influence of our lives.</p> - -<p>Happiness, some never know as a lasting friend, but only as a -bowing acquaintance.</p> - -<p>Wifehood is a profession, but Womanhood is the Expression.</p> - -<p>Faith is the oasis in our Desert of Lost Hope.</p> - -<p>Given a chance to run in the Great Race, even a weakling can win if -he wears the Armor of Courage.</p> - -<p>Purpose in doing is the cornerstone of success.</p> - -<p>Did anything ever build itself over night that was worthy the name -Great Structure?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_140" id="page_140">{140}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_141" id="page_141">{141}</a></span>  </p> - -<p>Loving service is more helpful than scholarly advice.</p> - -<p>Friend—Most lovely word, akin to love, its dearest relation—might -I say.</p> - -<p>We dream of Greatness in humility, only to awaken to the greatness -of Humility.</p></div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_142" id="page_142">{142}</a></span>  </p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page_143" id="page_143">{143}</a></span>  </p> - -<h2><a name="COOPERATION" id="COOPERATION"></a>CO-OPERATION</h2> - -<div class="poetry"> -<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<span class="i0">O Just and Mighty Army of the World of Living Things<br /></span> -<span class="i0">March on into the open heart of Man,<br /></span> -<span class="i0">He needs a touch of nature with the sympathy it brings<br /></span> -<span class="i0">In order to work out Life’s Perfect Plan.<br /></span> -</div></div> -</div> - -<hr class="full" /> -<div style='display:block; margin-top:4em'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK DAY DREAMS ***</div> -<div style='text-align:left'> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -Updated editions will replace the previous one—the old editions will -be renamed. -</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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