Show M fon fot for fok the desenna desmet NEWS VIRU V I 1 R T UV E not where lavis ht beauty blooms that virtues always found nor NOT yet where pride her heart consumes cons unes for praises hollow sound theres many a virtuous bosom dwells remote from fashions halls far from deceptions carnal cells that innocence enthralls MUSE 11 U S E ahsu in learn learning ingli classic cells to find the sons of muse inspired Is that where genius dwells hath muse to spiral domes retired if so then she hath left her god and favors lucre luere with her wine abandond too the shepherds sod and scorns with poverty to dine but nay amz thinks she hath not flown forever from the shepherds cot nor yet forsook his mountain lone the hills and glens were burns bums lot and too met methinks hinks binks thou yet can find tind neath many a humble rural dress an ever flowing heart and mind and muse in all her loneliness she favors still the hearth remote from classic lore and fashions show and thou canet hear her sublime note where fortunes adverse tempests blow chick chicken county FADED LEAVES the hills are bright with maples yet but down the level land the beech leaves rustle in the wind As dry and brown as sand the clouds in bars of rusty red along the hilltops hill tops glow and on the still sharp air the frost Is like a dream of snow the berries of the brier rose have lost their rounded pride the bittersweet bittler bitter sweet chrysanthemums are drooping heavy eyed the cricket grows more friendly now the dormouse sly andrise and ana wise hiding away in the disgrace of nature from mens eyes the pigeons in black wavering lines are swinging toward the tiie gum sun and all theovide the vIde wide and withered fields proclaim the summer done IM his store of nuts and acorns now the squirrel to gain ana and sets his house in order for the winters dreary reign T is time to light the evening fire to read good books to sing the low and lovely son bon songs that breathe of the eternal spring ALICE carey CAHEY |