If I had known iu the mornfog Huw wearUy all the day The worda unkind Would troubJe my mind I said when you went away, 1 had beeu more careful, darlin, Nor given you noedless pain, Iïut we vex "our uwii" With look aiid tone We niight uever take back again. For though in the quiet evening You may give me the kiss of peaca, Yet it might be That never for me The paiu of the heart should ceaso. How niany go forth in the moruing That never come home at night; And hearts have broken And harsh words spoken That sorrow can n'er set right. We have careful thoughts for the stranger And sutiles for the coming guest; But oft for our own The bitter tone, Thoiiffh we love 4our own" the bestl Ahl lips with tlie curve impatient. Ah! brow with tliat look of scora, Twereacruel fate Were the night too late To undo the work of the mom !