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Show EXPERIENCE. On yesterday, with scornful eyas I look today, since I am wise, I read the law. I learn the rule; ' And I am wise, who was a foolt ' ' But, an! the birds no longer brim With tender trumpeting of him I J here is on chorus In the skies f splendid stars, since I am wise! The after-vision pricks the flaws Ths glib god Love. We Jeer because The idol topples from the shelf Ws mock the dupe that was ourself I But, ah! ho days of gypsying! The riot rapture of the spring Fades, cold its premises are lies I am a fool, who once was wise! ETHEL M. KEI.LKY. In Smart Set - . . |