Twixt The Leap And The Lace

Whrn the Icaf of the mulberry is spun into thrcatl, 'Dien the spinner is shrouded Ud the wei dead ; And Ihat ühroud isunwound bv the fingen of iirls, Anti the films of pa Ie gold clftsp the pool ap it whirl.s. As it ripent and roumU, 1-ikc sotne exquisita Iruit ]p the tropical bounds, In ;iir swt'Ct aft a hite, Till the shroud anti the tomli, Dyeit in rainbow and bloom, OUÖm lorth froin the loom Into garments of pride, lulu robes lor a bride, Into lace woven air lht ;n inr! mig-ht wear. Ahl narveJDus space "1 wivt leal and ihe ltce, I;mm the multferry worm To the tn;iic;il u' Ol Kirtiricand tbrm I Oh, inifcri;il tate, Splendid empire Ín Icaf, I'hat fRwa gnad nn the wny To the sky and the day. I.ike the corallifj' To be royaiiy great, Did i]J is barfcaric.but its threads can be woven lulo harmonies fine, like the tones oi Hvetliuven, lie raveled and wrought Into lovt-kiiots of faith Fnr the daughters of Ruth - Into garments of thought, Into pinions for truth - Anti ba turncd froui the wruith Ol a misty ideal rhit in. iv tranUn in nthl, To things royal and ml That shall live out the light. - B.K. ïaylor iu "ltctwL-cn the tiales."