Mate

Mate 573 There is a wistul Prayer That often comes to me And lays its face against my face In utter ecstasy- That all the lovers in the world Might be as near as we!

The Three Fishers

The Three Fishers By three Fishers 645 Three fishers wat sailing out into the west- Out Into the west as the sun went down: Each thought of the woman who loved him best, And the children stood watching them out of the town For wen must work…

The Lay Of The Lost Resturant

The Lay of the Lost Resturant 241 A wagon on a corner of the street: A swirl of dust, a whiff of frying meat; A stool that stands unsteady on its foot; A chophouse, with its oft-repeated stew: And coffee can we doubt its honest brew?- Are…

Ballad Of Our Cooks

Ballad of Our Cooks 11 Selenn's specially was brooms And scrubbing and adjusting Daily she cycloned thrpugh the rooms Industriously dusting With her the ice-box door staid shut And milk staid sweet -sie uemper; We realy loved Selena, but We…