At Candle Lighting

I t!; r.t ,t better tn believe, And Bren as the ehildren- they Tlio ehildrea of the early day- Who let the kiudly dreama deceive And joyod in all the mlnd may weave Oí dcar coumt- better, I say, To lot wild fancy have hor way, To trust hor, than to kiiow aiid grieve. A poet of oíd Colophon A notion held I think was right, No matter liow or whence he gat it- The stars are snnffed out every dawn Ajid newly lightod every night. I hope to cateh the aneéis at it.