Nor this the worst! When ripened Shame would hide
Fruits of that hour when Passion conquered Pride,
There are not wanting in this Christian land
The breast remorseless and the Thuggish hand,
To advertise the dens where Death is sold,
And quench the breath of baby-life for gold!

The Idle Wind

© Gamaliel Bradford

The idle wind blows all the day.

I wish it blew my care away.

Lines Written As A School Exercise At Hawkshead, Anno Aetatis 14

© William Wordsworth

"AND has the Sun his flaming chariot driven
Two hundred times around the ring of heaven,
Since Science first, with all her sacred train,
Beneath yon roof began her heavenly reign?

My soul, rejoice thou in thy God

© Anne Bradstreet

My soul, rejoice thou in thy God,

Boast of him all the Day,

The New Cup

© Carolyn Wells

"I've a lovely new cup from Uncle John,"
Said Dorothy; "only see--
It has beautiful golden letters on,
And they spell '_Remember Me_.'"

The Vision

© Virna Sheard

Long had she knelt at the Madonna's shrine,
With the empty chapel, cold and grey,
Telling her beads, while grief with marring line
And bitter tear stole all her youth away.

I Was Not False To Thee

I WAS not false to thee, and yet

My cheek alone looked pale;

Niobe

``Zeus, and ye Gods, that rule in heaven above,
Is there naught holy, or to your hard hearts dear?
Have ye forgotten utterly to love,
Or to be kind, in that untroubled sphere?
If aught ye cherish, still by that I pray,
Destroy the life that ye have cursed this day!

Idyll XIX. Love Stealing Honey

© Theocritus

Once thievish Love the honeyed hives would rob,
When a bee stung him: soon he felt a throb
Through all his finger-tips, and, wild with pain,
Blew on his hands and stamped and jumped in vain.

Chore Time

© Jean Blewett

WHEN I'm at gran'dad's on the farm,
I hear along 'bout six o'clock,
Just when I'm feelin' snug an' warm,
'Ho, Bobby, come and feed your stock.'

Madrigal.

When morn is wandering on the seas,
And birds are singing in the trees,
And all the time is flushed with flowers,
And youth is in these hearts of ours