ENVIABLE POVERTY. I GLANCE into the harvest field, Where, 'neath the shade of richest trees, And in a shadow of the hedge About the parents in the grass, Sit boys and girls of various size, See! God himself from heaven spreads And lovely maids, his angel band, A laughing infant's sugar lip, Waked by the mother's kiss doth deal 126 THE WALK. To the poor parents a dessert Still sweeter than their meal. From breast to breast, from arm to arm, A living, general joy. And strengthened thus for farther toil, And O, how rich is that poor man' THE WALK. I WENT a walk on Sunday, But so lonely everywhere!— O'er every path and upland I strolled through greenest corn-fields, My very heart would weep! DALEI. The heaven so softly azure, The sun so full of life! And everywhere youth and maiden, They watched the yellowing harvest, The larks, how they singing hovered In the locks of the blithe youngsters And lifted with colder finger, My hair already gray. Ah! I heard song and laughter, And it went to my heart's core ; O, were I again in boyhood! Were I free and young once more! DALEI 128 LOVE IN IDLENESS. LOVE IN IDLENESS. WHEN comes the beauteous summer time, And when the birds rejoicing sing Their pleasant songs again, Filling the vales and woodlands gay Go not at eve nor morn, fair maids, To seek the tender violets blue, And pluck them for your own; But not the less,-O, not the less, DOETE DE TROIES. THE END. PRINTED BY I. ASHMEAD. |