THE BOSN'S STORY.
517.1
We was scuddin' under the Southern Cross off the coast o' Van Dieman's Land,
An' the cook had peppered the skipper's duft by a slip o' his starboard hand;
The skipper he swore with a tarrible oath that the cookee's name…
The Masquerade.
BY Corinne Barry
201.2
It was at the masquerade-
Playful youth and laughing maid,
Woman wan, and bended jade-
I was in a domino,
Masked and draped from head to toe.
Came a warrior to woo,
Iron-gloved and armored, too.
Man…
MAY IN LOWA.
597.3
This is the sweetest time of all the year;
The air is cool; with clouds of silver sheen
The skies are flecked, and lovely and serene
The golden sun shines down, while sweet
and clear The glad birds sing in fields and wood-…
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THE MENACE OF REFORM.
447.1
When the plaints of the reformers bring about the childless flat,
When the women of the future deign to wear the birdless hat,
When the magazines, muck-rakelens, tell about the germtess beef,
When the Fourth is…
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Love's Logic.
Reglnald Wright Kaufman
101-3
Because your eyes look into mine
And read my heart and understand,
Withholding nothing, dear, they are
The fairest eyes in all the land.
Because your lips, a budding rose
With hau its glories…
I Heard the Voice of Jesus.
275.2
I heard the volce of Jesus say:
Come unto me and rest;
Lay down thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my brenat
I came to Jesus as I
Weary nod worn and and I found in hin a resting place,
And he has made…
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The Urban Pan.
Bliss Carman
218.1
Once more the magic days are come
With stronger sun and milder air;
The shops are full of daffodils;
There's golden leisure everywhere.
I heard my Lou this morning shout:
"Here comes the hurdy-gurdy man!"…
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Please Come and Play in the My Yard
89-4
Two little girls, with two little curia, were living
side by side:
Ons little mald, cach morning played, in a yard so
grand and wide
But in the next house, na poor as a mouse, s chlid
gazed longitiyly
"Till…
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The Shadows.
153.4
A joy danced gaily down the way,
Light as a wind-blown leaf.
Ah, strange that as she passed there fell
The shadow of a grief.
A grief crept sadly down the way,
Scorned as Love's broken toy.
Yet, from her drooping wings,…
A fine Dramatic Poem.
134.5
In the play on "Rahab," by Mr. Richard Burton, occurs
some beautiful lines that fit peculiarly with the present situa-
tion in our city. They are as follows:
"Last night I had a dream.
Being o'erwatched and weary.…
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The Indian Hunter.
319.5
Let me go to my home in the far distant West.
To the scenes of my youth that I like the best,
Where the tall cedars are and the bright waters How,
Where my parents will greet me, white man, let me go
Let me go to…
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Rudyard Kipling.
303.4
Back to the ancient bitterness
Ye ended once for all- Back to oppression none may guess
Who have not borne its thrall- Back to the slough of their despond:
Helots anew held fast
By England's "seal upon the bond
As…
The Little Heroine.
165.2
"Eay, who will climb the belfry tower
And cut cut that banner down;
All broken in the Austrian's power,
They gullop from the town.
"And surely the an Idie taunt.
With this day's victory gained,
To see you painted…
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The Weeping Willow.
399.7
In yon kay old country churchyard
May be seen a grassy mound:
There is where my mother sleepeth
In the cold and silent ground.
Flowers round her grave ure blooming.
Feathered warblers sing their song.
But my…
WHITE CHRYSANTHEMUMS.
410.1
Born of the clouds and darkness,
Of the frost and early snow:
When the summer blooms have faded,
The beautiful Christ flowers blow.
All through the budding springtime,
All through the summer's heat,
All through…
HER CLOTHES.
404.2
The short sleeved girl my fancy takes,
And here I let her know it;
Her softly dimpled elbow makes
My heart wake up and go it!
Fair arm, so well worth looking at,
I deem it little wonder that
She rather likes to show…
THE SECRET.
554.7
"But you have grown so grave and sweet"-
His questioning eyes I could not meet.
A rose and its bud within his hand I gently laid.
Did he understand?
…
When the Little of the Vally Bloom Again.
349.2
"When the lilles of the valley bloom again.
And the sunbeams kiss the daises on Sear. the hill:
When the birds are singing songs of joy and glad-
In the trees down by the old, old rustic mill;…
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Untried Ways.
175.5
Full many a ship puts out to sea,
Not knowing what the end may be;
And if each tarried the end to know,
How many ships to sea would go?
MAGDALENE.
303.1
What were you seeking
In those days of old
Magdalene,
Ere the eyes of the Christ
Your need read, untold;
Ere the theme of his greatness
Became your sole thought- Ere the beauty of wholeness
Into your life was wrought?
"Love…
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