Show VO r UNI UNFINISHED r lENTS OF A DOE POEM Once in an iron cage that graced a street parade Was seated a man man man-in in velvet arrayed arrayed- A trainer of tigers trained half-trained and fierce The flash of their eyes would cruelly pierce The distance between whenever his whip Carelessly hit them From the hung lip Dropping by drops the saliva poured While he quite indifferent with grace like lik a lord By all this resentment which only too plainly Showed their beastliness smiled and full vainly Felt his strong will and entrancing powers His recompense cheers and fair maidens maiden's flowers Himself even his life at length he thus gave To the brute world He died an unhappy slave To public approval For day after day In that to arouse a gleaming display Of glistening teeth of glittering eyed Wildness more often had this trainer plied The lash He died torn shred by shred While those who praised him afterwards said Fool I and laughed Once lived a maiden Who with simple thoughts and graciousness laden Sought the wide world and all unaware Her weakness was greatest in that she was fair Nor was she acquainted with secular ways And therefore was happy when homage and praise She freely received Her life seemed a dream The symbol of power respect high esteem Suitor-like Suitor came and knelt at her feet Thus not strange that life seemed so sweet To one or that the wide gaze Of wondering eyes and worded well-worded praise Should delight such a nature or finally should E bunger her passion for no other food For all aU of this splendor however the maid Never had reckoned how dearly she paid The worlds world's sure reward was her peace and content Which feeling ever less she insensibly went Deeper and farther in abysmal woe And it was but natural for her not to know The remedy to use since not having guessed Her grievous disease Amidst this unrest She passed into womanhood there she discerned The mistake she had made in not having learned Lifes Life's lesson then she first saw The world had been won by a natural law Although quite observant of her least desire Full often there lingered a low brooding fire Unnoticed by her in the eyes of the world Malicious and hateful opinions were hurled From minds that were jealous and slowly were bred Temptations Temptation to bow down that fair queenly head Unto the dust In time too she fell And few were remaining to pity or tell Her numerous virtues In seeking a name Alone against odds odds her her bubble of fame She found had been scattered anon by the breath Of others still searching their souls living death Too late had she learned this essence of truth ya j In In knowing that all the bright dreams of her youth i Had dwindled forever away Til TH she died In lonely despairing full often she cried i To herself in a piteous pleading wild moan For some one to love her to love her alone If C If If If If In seeking the love of humanity's whole T She l lost st the real love the love the love of a soul f. f Chester TV W. Ames Ames To ToL L. L LD D. D P. P July 38 8 1897 r. r j i s S 1 Fi Y J |