Gems In Verse

Goori Niifht. Good night! I have to say good night To such a host of peerless things! Good night unto that fragüe hand All queenly with its weight of rings; Good nigbt to fond, upHfted eyes; Good night to ehestnut braids of hair; Good night unlo the perfect mouth And all the sweetness nestled there. The snowy hand detains me; then Pil have to say good night again! But there will come a time, my love, When, if I read our stars aright, I sliall not linger by this porch With my adieus. till then good night! Yo'u wisli the time were now? And I. You do not blush to wish it 80? You wouhl have blushed yourself to death To own as much a year ago. What! both these snowy hands? Ah then I'U have to say good night againl -Thomas Bailey Aldrich. Recongidered Love. "Five years to wait!" Don't do it, My lzmocent blue eyed maid, For the years may last a lifetime, While jour youthful roses fade, While your eyes are red with weeping And watehing the treacherous sea; Till you sing the song of the lone one, "He liever carne back to me." Five years to wait, while others Are dancing the dance of youth. And the one perhaps you are trusting Is breaking his vows iorsooth. "I í-hall wait for my love, my darling, Wuo has sailed far over the sea, Five years or ten or twenty," Said the blue eyed maid to me. So she wrote her sweet love letters, Or tended her garden flowers, Or watched the restless billows On the beetling cliff for hours; While slie turned her suitors pinlng Away from the cottage door. And waited, patiently vraited, One long, long year or more. a --- -r v " 'Tis very weary waiting," Said the blue eyed maid to me. And she glanced at her last new suitor And then at the restless sea; As ehe glauced at the roses fading In her garden fair and bright; Twice come, twice gone since he left her Two years before that night. And she married her last new suitor Before the winter eped; And she wrote to her absent lover On the day that she was wed: She hoped hO would not suffer, That the shock would soon be o'er," And the answer soon informed her He had married a year before! Telepathy. Last night we met, where others meet, To part as others part; And greeted but as others greet, Who greet not heart to heart. We talked of other things, and then To other folk passed by; Yon turned and sat with other men, With other women I. And yet a world of things unsaid Meanwhile between us passed; Your cheek my phantom kiss flushed red. And you lociked up at last. And then your glance met mine midway Across the chattering crowd; And all that heart to heart can say Was in that glance avowed. - Owen Meredith. Leedle Yawcob Straugg. I haf von funny leedle poy Vot gomes schust to mine knee. Der queerest schap, der createst rogue As efer you dit see. He runs und schumps nnd schmashes dinga In all barts off der house- But vot off dot? He vas mine son. Mine leedle Yawcob Strauss. He gets der measles und der mumbs, Und eferyding dot's oudt: He sbills mine glass off lager beer, Poots schnuff indo mine kraut; He filis mine pipe mit Limburg cheese- Dot vos der roughest chouse- I'd dake dot vrom no oder boy But leedle Yawcob Strauss. He dakes der mllkban for a dhnim, Und cuts mine cañe in dwo To make der sticks to beat it mit- Mine cracious, dot vas drue! I dinks mine hed vas schplit abart. He kicks oup sooeh a touse- But nefer mind, der poys vas few Like dot young Yawcob Strauss. He asks me questlons such as dose: Who baints mine nose so red? Who vos it cuts dot scumoodth blace oudí Vrom der baip upon my hed? Und vhere der plaze goes vrom der lamp Vene'er der glim [ douse? How gan I all dase dings eggsblain To dot schmall Yawcob Strauss? I somedimes dink I schall go vild Mit sooch a grazy poy, Und vish vonce more I gould haf rest Und beaceful dimes enshoy: Ent ven he vas aslileep in ped, So quiet as a mouse. I prays der Lord. "Duke anydings, But leaf dot Yawcob Strauss." -Charles Folien Adam. A Afaddenlng Migtake. I lounge and listen in the gloom; A dainty footfall as light as down. A subtle perfume in the room, The whisper of a silken gown. I dimly feel a presence near, My heart beats high in sudden hop. And then, although no word I hear, I kuow 'tis she, iny Penelope! She steals in silence to my side, I feel her breath upon my face; What lliough a heil wert yawning widel Life, Heaven, all. for one embrace! I clasp her swiftly in my arms, I hold tier closely to ïny breast. And she is mine and all her chartn9. And pawsion is no more repressed. Exultingly I think of him- Of Hollingwood, who loves in vain: If he but knew, from gay to grim Would pass his mood in jealous pain. Oh, moments of a mad delight! None so sweet as she, 1 know: The room grows darker with the night, "My Hollingwoodl" she murmura low. That voice! a light! in quick amaze I turn to look, and by my life, The face that meets my startled gaze Is that of- dash it all!- my wife] Retribution. 1 carne. I saw, I pressed her hand: I befíged her fiir a kiss. She blushed, looked down- I stole tho prize, It was a ilream of bliss. Tve wakeneil from ray dream since then- That kiss has cost me dear. Im payir.g alimony now For t twelve times a year. - Judge. At Xiglittline. We sootbe the child for gome withholden pleadure, Till sweet eyes smile that were so faln to weep: "Tomorrow- only walt until tomorrow- After yon sleep." Bo we are soothed ith solemn dreams of heaven, When earthly days no further solace keep; Hope tells us there shall be a happy morrow- After we sleep. - Anne Reevo Aldrich. -A_