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Show The Call oflhottJild Kalr la she, uml iiweet of fmco. Comely with a. comfcllnoHH Wont of KPtitlenww mi(t Jtrnco, Anil riu'h colling aunn)' treaa Mku a wondroua coronet Klta hr for a queenly roll Fnlr In bIio, nnd vcet ami yet Know you what culU to her aoul? Kyt-H him slut whorto purpling ilcepa Toll of Kt'ntlo nnlni- una heart, I.lp who. illmiillnK emlllnn kcepa Thorn nhvy the looat lilt apart, Showing Kllnipsrn of thn gloam Of tlio whlto nd pearly teeth-Know teeth-Know you, thoiiKh, AYlmt la her dream, What tlonlKn her fancies wreathe? Aye, her IihihIhI You look at them, Marveling which 1 moro fair, Her white hands or tho lono gem Which In laughing Kindly thoro Lnughlng for tho Joy It holda Helhg tit to grace, her hund, Yet ier hand, unconscloua, molds Detida you may not understand. Bet her sitting In the glow Of tho HiinshltHv sifting down Aa the light of long ago (lave to saints a circling crown; Gentle, patient, lovely nil That a woman well may bo, Vet to h.r there comes a call Pitched upon n strident key. Hound her head she fnln would bind Cloths of dark and dingy hues, In the attic she would find Home one' worn-out overshoes Kor her feet, and oVr hor form l.lmp and frowsy garb would drape, Then thnMiKhout the house would storm While you stand and gusp aud gapo. Kalr I Hhe. and nwt of face. Yet she ht a, wpmnn'a soul Yanw to hetkvit out rug and vase, IMoture, ihalr) piano, bowl. l.ev the tumxi upon tho stair. That ywir wir' feet must climb-She climb-She ts youag njul she Is fair. Hut It is houte-'ulennlng tlmo! |