OCR Text |
Show ' GEMS IN VERSE. Lore Prodigal. If my love were dead anil gono, Lvad ami gone, anil I alone, I eoulil never tell him. never, Jly heart's love, that like a river Floweth o'er, Nor iliiuiiiislieth its store. So I tell him now my love. And he shall not tire thereof; Willi ilnvisiugiif new fashions And most sulillo alterations. To convey The sweet talc iu many a way. Were I dead and cold as stone. Cold as stone, and he alone, liid he know 'twould ease his grieving; 'i'lie, full measure of my giving That doth hold Nothing buck of gems and gold. And the heguar is a king In love's land of youth aud spring. And tho spendthrift hath got plenty. While the miser goeth scanty. ISo today We'll be beggared w hile we may! Katharino Tynan. Two. Two gather liliesnnd wade thejswect clover, Shouiing glad, songs in their morning and May: Quid am the dreams and the clouds that float over. And golden the future far stretching away. Two launch their boat for a voyage of long bulling. The bright ripples rlay and the wind Is off shore, Whilo tho red light, of the morning is falling, (Sturdy and strong sails the bark slip thooarl Two, hand In hand, climb over tho mountains. Footsore anil weary from tempest and toil, With only a moment to drink iroiu the fountains, fount-ains, Renewing their strength fur tomorrow's turmoil. Two, when the autumn hath put on its glory, Sit hy the shores of tho beautiful 1'nst, Whose solemn waves hrcuk with a wonderful story Of fanciful ships that went down in the blast. Two. in the chill of the snowy December, Talk of the winter that leads to the spring; 1 Two sit anil dream, over faggot and ember, j Of castle iu air aud of birds on tbo wing. i Two He at rest under blossoming roses; ( Winter sifts over them gently tho snow; Sunlight of summer above them reposes; Their places aro tilled, and the years come uud gol Frank Seaman. The Story Told Anew. In the duk and du-vu the lane Two walked hand In hand together; Blew the wind and fell the ruin. ! l.iltlo heeded they tho weather. Cold .March winds might storm nhont, Warmth within mocked cold without. Hud the road been paved with gold, ! They had never seen a shimmer; Hud the stars left heaven's high fold, ' Nik'lit to tiiem had grown no dimmer. Karth. unto its wiliest hem, j Consisted of four feet for them. What said he to make her start, I Flush and glow with sudden pleasure? What could cituso the woman's heart Then to beat, a faster meaMiror ; Why did eyelids prone to rise Hide the light of glowing eyes? 'Ticas the story told anew. Old. yet never aiitiquiitud; Just t he same words just ft few ' Just the case ho often stated-Just stated-Just the same in every wise Aa once told iu Paradise. -New York World. The Mirror. Within the glass Our bhadous puss. Like phantoms, one by one; Hut in the glass Our lips may kiss No imago save their own. Albu t Bigcluw Paine. |