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 M ** ^^****^ I «*ng yott a loog »» 
 lam a stranger in a far Coontree " 
 
 u T .«. T ^""^ ** °° ^'*'» content " 
 rJ^^ •hiveringmi.t of a cold gray dawn »' 
 
 GoodMotI«.-g«,dMotheratrJi^yourT;^.ve " 
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 Siall I sing yoti a song of the dam ?»' 
 
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 T ^H ^r*" *"**-* «^ of wine " 
 
 ^Ay^cfrunkwaslthat night, thoaghnot^wine " 
 Here to your crowning foUy, Omy gay one I- 
 
 "oars of sweet abandon Love " 
 
 **Vaiting forme" 
 
 ** If you were Cleopatra " 
 
 ** The UnUased ** 
 
 ** To a Theologian " 
 
 ** Mosquito Song " 
 
 ^ **Ifitrainto^y'' 
 
 - ^* ^.!? "''^ "'^ *" * "'^"^t of time - 
 
 ^ St ^ ""^"^ *^ ••y '«ood bye'" 
 
 Htadme witii silken fetters unto TW " 
 
 Set me as a seal upon tiiine arm " 
 
 Be not vain, O my Love " 
 
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 "Magdalene" 
 ** To win or loose " 
 ** Leave me alone to-night " 
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 My H«p I my Harp I by atoe own brafa d«ign«l, by ay 
 
 That I «Z! !T * ^f>««o whh unwearying bve o'er thee, 
 
 ^tI»mecttnnlnj:in«tr«mentof«»gfa„pa«loned 
 
 J%ht here create to voice my melody/ 
 
 L«« have I wrought- wrought have with ceaaele- toffinir 
 
 But thou art rude, and ruder are thy .trains "*""****""«' 
 
 So that agh«t from them and thee McoUIng 
 
 loyalaalbutmlnearewaatedpaina. 
 
 That thou would'rt utter, but the gentlert Zi 
 Ahlcanftbemyi^thatdothlendher 
 Throat like the thlrrty baying of blood hound 
 
 Y^toanbllng dare to touch your chorf. once more 
 
 When lo I what hitherto it did resemWe 
 ft now r^emWe. not- a change .weep. o'er. 
 I T^ «offl«nf . time the muric change. 
 Unto a ^-one long wild wall of pain ; 
 But In another willfully It lange. 
 
 Back to III former wUen mood again. 
 Ahmel fc«tyet<«.cemo«Iwinthetrlalmake- 
 Ai^ U Uughter-laughter loud and ZT^ 
 to tone, of irony at which I quake J 
 
 Yrt tempt again-and now I hear a cry 
 Wke to the weeping of a Knowing Kwl , 
 
 VIA ffad in h«. the »ng of the heart whole ! 
 For when I breathed In her the br«ith crfWe 
 
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Some love and beauty to create for me 
 
 I breathed as well this breath of bitter strife 
 
 And strife the burden of her song must be* 
 
 And yet I love you> oh my Harp ! iot thou 
 
 Hast been my consolation, I found joy 
 
 Even in thy creating, therefore now 
 
 My love commands me still thy voice employ 
 
 To sing some song of human misery ; 
 
 For this our mission is as it would seem— 
 
 Our mission, if not vainly we created be 
 
 And from thy silence and my tenderer'st dreams 
 
 Let tts awaken to our minstrelsy. 
 
 Oh then my Harp I my Harp 1 I bid you waken- 
 
 Awaken thou to human aspirations, 
 
 Which all too quickly end in deep depression, — 
 
 Awaken thou and throb with every passion, 
 
 Awaken thou and pulse with all emotion. 
 
 Of all the high ideals unatUined, 
 
 Of stem ambitions never realised. 
 
 Of fond, true friendships unrequited yet. 
 
 Of burning enmities, still unappeased, 
 
 Of wrongs to be revfoged ; 
 
 Which only the broken truly know. 
 
 But dumbly knowing never can express. 
 
 May qpeak through thee. 
 
 Awake, Oh Harp! Oh Soul, I bid you waken— 
 
 Awake I awake I and tremble with emotion. 
 
 That even the yearning of mine own lad being 
 
 With all the stifled love within this breast 
 
 And all the pent up hatred of a heart 
 
 May here find utterance* 
 
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 Could I iinsf you a aong 
 
 Of my childhood days— 
 
 Of its Msnny way* — 
 
 Of love's puff rays— 
 SucU a song— such a song would I sing ; 
 So plaintively, tenderly sweet would it be. 
 So tenderly sweet» Oh your tear: it would bring. 
 Heard you only the song I would sing. 
 
 Could I sing you a song 
 
 Of the loves I have loved. 
 
 Of the hearts I have proved 
 
 To love's passion were moved. 
 Such a sc- ' ch a song would I sing ; 
 So strangely and tenderly sad would it be. 
 So tenderly sad, Oh your tears it would toog. 
 Heard you only the song I would sing. 
 
 Could I sing you a i^-ttg 
 
 Of the friends I ha^' ^own — 
 
 Of friendship outgrown 
 
 That has left me alone. 
 Such a song— such a song would I sing ; 
 So strangely and bitterly sad would it be. 
 So bitterly sad. Oh your tears it would bring. 
 Heard you only the song I would sing. 
 
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 (^ottU I alfif you a song 
 
 OfthebMuttfttlduuf, 
 
 Vho forever is laid 
 
 la that lonely bed» 
 Soch a song— such a song would I sirg ; 
 So wildly and bitterly sad would it he. 
 So bitterly sad» Oh your tuurs it would bring. 
 Heard you only the song I would sing. 
 
 But I croon me a song 
 
 Of my hopes and my fears, 
 
 Of my trials and cares, 
 
 'Mid £ut flowing tears, 
 Soch a song— such a song do I sing ; 
 It is strangely and utterly sad to me. 
 So utterly sad, Oh ycir tears it must bring, 
 Heard you only the song that I sing. 
 
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I am a ttnnget in a iar countree— 
 I *m a stranger to a £ar coontree- 
 I am a rtrangw In a far coontree, 
 ^thi.n^ht-thl.nJehtofaflthenighl.-«nhappyascanbe; 
 
 My heart I. breaking, but my ttp. wm vdc. the «|.^' 
 Of one who i« a .tranger In a fair coantree. 
 
 I came a .tranger to your far countree- 
 I came a stranger to yoor far coantree- 
 
 With /r^* '*'*"^'' *^ ^'^^ ^ ««'»*««' [me. 
 
 With loving hearts^wlth open arm. good fHends ye welcomed 
 
 ^kindness to the stranger, p«^e he friend or foe, 
 God bless yo« gentle people, and may you never be 
 A. weary-hearted stiangen te a far countree. 
 
 Show me a stranger b » fa, countwe- 
 
 Show me a stranger In a far countree- 
 ^w me astranger In a far countree, [yet could happy be ; 
 Though wealth, though fame, though love were his wL 
 
 B«t over the world of a cherished past his spirit vainly 
 
 TW are tears in silent chamber whe« there is no eyelr;^ 
 B^ause he is a stranger In a far countree. 
 
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There lino heart', content, 
 It fc not to be found, 
 
 For I have sought in vain 
 The weary world around t 
 
 And I win Kek no longer, 
 Ai nine hours are vainly spent 
 la longing and In searching tor 
 Sweet heart's content. 
 
 Vfth the first dawn of r«a«»~. 
 The awakening of the soul- 
 
 My gentle mother taught me 
 Of that One who maketh whole. 
 
 My Ilttle-haads she clasped In prayer. 
 My childish knee she bent. 
 But even then my childish soul 
 It knew no heart's content. 
 
 health and honour, gaudy baubles, 
 HeM before my wondering eyes, 
 Charm«l my senr«, lured me onward. 
 And to win a glittering prire, 
 Oh thefoITy I committed, 
 
 FoHy that was all wen meant. 
 For I was only seeking after 
 
 —Heart's content. 
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 I aottfiit It In t woman't love— 
 
 And wl»t could be tann Tain ? 
 
 Tb nirely tficre for fiewf • oontent 
 
 I ifuU not Mek again t 
 
 Though I dreamed ihe was an angel 
 
 Unto me from heaven aent» 
 
 To teach my doubting perjvired soul 
 
 The truth of heart's content. 
 
 I sought H In that better Life 
 Which Cometh from above t 
 That Life which is a dream 
 
 Of beauty, purity and love. 
 
 Of my folly and my wickedness 
 
 I surely did repent i 
 
 But Heaven did not reveal to me 
 
 The way of hea'»'s content 
 
 There Is no heart's content ; 
 It is not to be found. 
 Search for It as you may 
 This wide, wide world around. 
 But If there be another whose joy 
 Is with no sorrow blent 
 God bring us quickly, bring us all 
 To His Haven of heart's content. 
 
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T« «e IWftriig mi$t or a gpM gray Diin 
 
 In tie rfdv.riog .nlrt of . cold fmy dawn. 
 Until with my warning at Ia«tl rfood 
 ^. my path U fringe, by tte mountain wood, 
 «*«y Prtle o'er tiie deeping town. 
 
 Vaa It «me trick of mine own vain W, 
 The wi«tom envJou, thought, impart. 
 Or wa. it ««ne gleam of light divine 
 At that moment illumined thi. «>ul of mine ? 
 
 I know not which, but I know with, glance 
 A«tho« gray rtone wall. a. If in a trance 
 
 W a man, who aged and worn, 
 J«h <fcep, hard line, of angulA bom 
 
 On hb face-wit/ tock. that were like the «,ow- 
 
 Tohi. plough In tie «^it of that morning goT 
 For a wn at college ha. bill, to pay-^ 
 
 L«tnioneyhecoineda.mone> may. 
 
 And anotter I .aw, who with ««ow bent- 
 
 ^^l^,^"^'"**^^ almo.t.p«t~ 
 T^W darling a gentleman might be ^ 
 
 O^ the reeking rteam of her tub bent .he, 
 But where I. that prophet who dare, to «y 
 
 5 > •««:<rf love he will ever rq»y? 
 
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For oft havo I notlecd him on th« strati. 
 
 How anxiottt Iw it tlio Gfcat to gratt t 
 
 Ifbilo with a MMtr ht pum by 
 
 Mn itaiiMd with Ubowt such m 1, 
 
 And I fancy raadcr— Ah 1 what would you ? 
 
 Tis Uttk he caras for the good and true. 
 
 Yet he whom others have placed so high 
 Self sacrifice win |ustify» 
 And thus shall teach nie how to live ; 
 My life for others welfare pive,— 
 As thou McGiU to an arrant knave 
 For other's gold this privilege gave* 
 
 Oh ! I doubt not but the good and true. 
 
 As elscwhere» here is found in you t 
 
 I doubt not but as a beacon light 
 
 From day to day you shall shine more bri|^t» 
 
 But for fools who are crowned in your royal halls 
 
 I cursci that day your gray stone walls. 
 
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 Good M<HIur-^ood Mothei^ho I^ to m. g.v, 
 »oo arc free now from ewe— 
 
 You are free from all care. 
 
 Vh« : look on the mothm who toU and who Weed 
 Thdr Son. and thdr Daughter, to doth. .«, to feed, 
 But who« life of devotion ha. Kom for H. me«l, 
 I am glad Mother d«ir that you are where ^ 
 
 And no rtrand of your auburn wa. rilvered for me. 
 My F*tfc^-«y F.tj,^^j ^ j^ j^ ^^^^ 
 
 By her ride lying low 
 Oh I'm glad it f«K). 
 My FaUio^y Father-'twu well that you dW~ 
 Far better 'tiaw- 
 Now you never can Imow 
 
 What they know who drudge for ««ae worthle. boor 
 And when aid of hi. hand, in oM age do implore 
 
 OhlPrngUaPather dear that you are where you b., 
 That your brow cannot furrow with anguiA o'er ^ 
 
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 Sweet Sfater-SweetSfcter-laW also at rest 
 In the springtime of life. 
 Ere sorrow is rife,— 
 Sweet Sister-Sweet Sister-'twa. all for the best • 
 For as maiden or wife 
 Yoo had lived btit to strife. 
 And when passion tossed like the wind^rfven foam 
 I ^^oughtlessly, aimlessly, wantonly roam ' 
 
 ^T^J"7:' ^* ** °-^ ^ to -me home, 
 7T" ^ 7\ S^*- ^^ that you are where you be 
 And your cheek cannot pale love nor crimson for 1 
 
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low. 
 
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 wL^^li? *?Pr*«» "d the co«y chair. 
 wSt?"*i;!^ T^ *«* «^«'' *tf«n? snow J 
 Zlli^2^ "^^ *°^ *^ ^«rth5 bright gl 
 Sj^?''*-;^nakedae« and misery; * "^ 
 Wf thin— the robes of sensual loxary. 
 Vlthoat— Within. 
 
 Sfr-t^* cowering form and pallid face ; 
 w2S^7*^S ^^ '*??* **^ Pladd grace. 
 w2fcr'*Ti?'*J,°«?*^ ^'^ ^^ "«4 pain J 
 wS?^7*^ ^^^ t*"^ dreamed^w agate, 
 w2w!;'*Ti?1,*^?*^'** **'"«^ savage «>«l', 
 
 ViApot-the s^ sob andfreezingtean ; 
 wS^^T^ snule iSit languid beau^ wS;s. 
 Z^Ttl^^^^"^ ? ma7chance to^be ; 
 Within— the shame, but what is that to me ? 
 
 Wi&out— I see your ever beckoning light. 
 
 wSu 7 V ^^^ ^ "^y <fcsperate plight. 
 Vtthout-I curse you in my higess ^ j 
 
 wS?°7^f ^^'"'^y *""^ o ^^ y««' page. 
 
 w!S?"*";J "**"* y°« as an enemy j 
 
 ^^**;^X* "'«J2?* w^* my jealousy. 
 Without-Within. ' *^ 
 
 wlI??"*T**** toie I am the better man; 
 W^-I weaken, come beneath the ban. 
 Vtoout-reward awaits for duty done, 
 wS**'7°f ^"«*is for a victory won. 
 W^ottt-is my salvation ma<fc secure. 
 
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 Shall I sing you a song of the slum 
 To the music of spindle and drum^ 
 To the echoing whirr of the wheel ; 
 The throb» the sob and the hum» 
 As ceaselessly onward through space it doth reel- 
 Sing you a song of the slum 
 To the music of spindle and drum ? 
 
 If I sing yott a song of the slum 
 
 To the music of spindle and drum 
 
 I must sing of the man by my side, 
 
 I must sing of the man who is dumb ; 
 
 The man out of whom all the nunlier pride 
 
 Is crushed by this song of the slum. 
 
 By this music of spindle and drum. 
 
 If I sing you this song of the slum. 
 To the music of spindle and drum, 
 I must sing of the woman who toils — 
 Vho toils till the hand with its toiling is numb- 
 That tribute be brought to the reaper of spoils ; 
 For this is the song of the slum 
 With its music of ^indle and drum. 
 
 Yes, in singing this song of the slum 
 
 To its music of spindle and drum, 
 
 I sing of the broken indeed — 
 
 Of those for whom better days never will come— 
 
 This is their portion, to toU and to bleed. 
 
 Ah I sweet is the song of the slum I 
 
 Sweet I sweet I the music of spindle and drum. 
 
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I ttmm it iMll (e wen »ftb Me 
 
 I cannot fathom the dccrwi of God, 
 I know not if a future life there be» 
 Know not the destiny of thb poor dod. 
 And yet I know it will be well with me ; 
 As well with me as with the countless ones 
 Who passed through life, asl am passing now ; 
 As well with me as with Earth's unborn sons 
 Who yet shall tread the self-same path I trow ; 
 
 As well with me as with the tender child ; 
 As well with me as with the maiden fair ; 
 As well with me a nun still vain and wiUt 
 As with those souls subdued by grief and care* 
 And shall I then fear death which comes to all ? 
 Fear death when loved ones weaker far than I, 
 Will maet it, greet it, answer to its call. 
 With smiling lips to death make ghd reply ? 
 
 No 1 Out of chaos and a dreamless past 
 Drawn am I inU, this world of pain, 
 With all provision made while life shall last 
 And when I ushered shall be forth again. 
 
 Nature^ my Mother, stem but ever true. 
 Still will provide for me where e'er I be ; 
 Oh my good Mother, but I trust in you. 
 That in thy keeping 'twill be well with me. 
 
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In life, each man has Wi own qoalnt design. 
 Each bulUs an altar, worships at a shrine ; 
 
 The gods of some I know are herds of swine. 
 
 The gods of others, little better, droves of kine. 
 
 Each hath his foUy, as I too have mine, 
 
 Which is a took, a woman and-a glass of wine. 
 
 Given this only, bat a day that's line. 
 
 My favourite spot of overshadowing pine 
 
 Vhere crer.rfng plants, round fallen trunks entwiue. 
 
 That I may make my couch of flowering vine, 
 
 And there In blissful laziness I would recline 
 Vith a book, . woman and-a glass of wine. 
 
 On love alone I fancy we could dine. 
 
 If eyes should sparkle, kiss away the brine. 
 
 And though our hearts be sad, let faces be benign ; 
 No man o'er his misfortune should repine, 
 No man at Fate has any right to whine 
 Vho has his book, his woman and-hls glass of wine 
 Unto oblivion aU else I would assign ? 
 Life's meaner joys Vd cheerfuUy res^n. 
 And though «,me think this course would not refine- 
 HoMing to other things they call divine— 
 I for this world's Ideal draw the line 
 At a book, a woman and-a glass of wine. 
 
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 Ti the IKMit «r 4 CPMiNfii ainoit iiipcrMi 
 
 In the midit of a lovelinm almost supernal 
 
 I roam with the opening dawn of the day. 
 
 And maae on a beauty, which if but eternal, 
 
 For life everlartins: I surely would pray. 
 
 For as sofUy the south wind sweeps listlessly o'er me 
 
 Rich, rich with the odour of withering hay. 
 
 As full and serene the great river before me 
 
 On its course to the ocean bean slowly away, 
 
 Aiid as over the mind steal, such strange fascination 
 
 Of meadowy landscape reflecting ih . 
 
 In that mirror, an image of perfect creation. 
 
 Ensnared is this heart, that to beauty is warm 
 And I quietly pause here in deep adoration 
 
 The thraU of some witchery over my soul, [haveon 
 Vhile the dreams-OhthedreamsI-the dreams thati 
 Those hanks in the twilight of soft summer day ; 
 The banks of this beautiful river of Avon 
 Vhere shadow and light irresistible play. 
 
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-mi wm OlfaK 
 
 Aye I drunk was I that tdghi. 
 
 Though not with wine— 
 
 Not whh wine, 
 
 Vlth the odour of the roies 
 
 On her breast — 
 
 Onherbreait, 
 
 Vfth the fragrance Inhaling 
 
 Of petals quickly paling— 
 
 Of flowen quickly paling 
 
 Though lying there at rest 
 
 VJ»efe never man had lain— 
 Vhere never nun had lain. 
 Lights burning low 
 And music softly swelling— 
 And music sadly welling 
 Out unutterable yearning, 
 
 Vftk the pleading of her eyes- 
 The pleading of her eyes. 
 Made me forget the debtlowe- 
 Forget that love should keep me low- 
 Forget the gulf that lies 
 Between her world and mine- 
 Between her world and mine. 
 
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Nor could I ttoto cold 
 
 Reality awaken— 
 
 Nor would I awaken 
 
 While fevered, burning lipg 
 
 To mine were presied — 
 
 Mine were pressed. 
 
 While mine arms her form was holding, 
 
 Vhile her arms were me enfolding. 
 
 While I feet the dtep, voluptuous 
 
 Heaving of her breast— 
 
 Of her breast ; 
 
 Where man before had never lain. 
 
 Where never man had lain. 
 
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iKn to yovr £re«nri«g TMiy 
 
 *^ j't.'^'"*}"'" " "**^n '• crown of Ihornt. 
 And he who wear* it vainly grrievn ; 
 But Follyt wreath is one jo '. 
 And better far that laurel leaves." 
 
 Here to your crowning folly '^ 
 
 O my gay one— 
 
 My gay one— my aweet one, 
 
 As a tribute to the memory 
 
 Of that memory will I sing ; 
 
 For the day is sad and dreary. 
 
 Of toiling I am weary, 
 
 If this thought has power to cheer me 
 
 Let me to its memory cling. 
 
 Of your transcendent folly 
 O my gay one— 
 My gay one— my sweet one. 
 These lips can scarcely utter praises 
 Vorthy of the theme ; 
 Heart of joy I had I the power 
 But to paint that ougic bower 
 Where we revelled for an hour 
 Like some creatures of a dream I 
 
 In our sweetest, earliest folly 
 O my gay one- 
 My gay one— my sweet one 
 Vhen first we drank the wine of life 
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m»ae» nuddaiing Joy doth flow ; 
 Drinking wildly, wttbout mcatura 
 Draugfa of Mich dclldoui pUuun, 
 Counting not oar waitad treattt««— 
 Can I l«t Mich memorici go ? 
 
 And pay no tributr to that foUy 
 
 O my gay one— 
 
 My gay one—my sweet one. 
 
 By whkh I learned that yoti were human 
 
 Ai I knew you were divine t 
 
 Compoilte of Earth and Heaven I— 
 
 Sinful lump and holy leaven 1 
 
 Woman thoir, wHh devUi aeven I 
 
 Stin I worship at your shrine. 
 
 And couU such an hour of folly 
 O my gay one— 
 My gay one— my sweet one, 
 Be now repeated, would we for 
 A moment count the cost — 
 Heart to heart so quickly turning. 
 Soul to K>ul with boundless yearning, 
 Though we suffer In the burning— 
 Welasq>irit8ofthelost? 
 
 O my gay one— 
 
 My gay one— my sweet one. 
 
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Rom «r meet jiMiM Cove 
 
 
 Maktin'ii Pavol-ritk 
 
 How w«ll I remember Uie dayr of old 
 When Mimmcr evenlngi did uniold 
 Their glory of crlmion and of gold— 
 Tbe houn of iweet abendon Love- 
 When the Uit faint ray» of dy'ng light 
 Had faded away into tranquil night 
 And Stan in the heaven were gleaming brfght- 
 The houn of iweet abandon Love~ 
 
 When a troubled world had rank to rest 
 And loving winds the fields caressed 
 As I lay with my head upon your breast 
 In the joy oi sweet abandon Love ; 
 
 In the joy of a raptur^free from care 
 Our senses charmed by the odours rare 
 Of the garden of dreams— together were 
 In the gladneu <^ abandon Love 
 
 We gave us up to the merry life 
 Forgetting the harassing toil and strife 
 Forgetting that sorrow is ever rife 
 In the bliss of our abandon Love- 
 Light fingers sweeping the trembling lyre, 
 Bright eyes that are burning with fitful fire. 
 White Ups that are flushing with hot desire— 
 With the fever of that abandon Love.— 
 
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WMU *nm ih.1 ding fa, ihdr wild .mlwc., 
 
 with the madntu of ahtndoo Uv« , 
 
 1 «U tbt fUmorotti moon •■ecndi on high. 
 And the end of the level draweth nigh? 
 The revel of fierce abandon Love. 
 
 ^jr when In the marching midnight hour. 
 With joft ray. flooding th^ dafa,ty bower. 
 Your Couch of fairy fern and flower 
 Is MdncH of abandon Love. 
 
 VWI« the mournful murmurfaig of the leaves 
 Such t^ght whh the gavet f.„cy weave. 
 
 5v^lf7 r^*S* S«J <*« o°« who grieva 
 O er the foUy of her abandon Uve- 
 
 The gttfl^ the sorrow-that hoi .ear. flow, 
 Thwe I. joy in Ufe, but it. cIo« I. woe, 
 We have loved-we have loved-and the rert vou 
 The fruit of our abandon Love. [k^w , 
 
 And yet whh the close of thi. .ummer day. 
 
 Vhen haunUng fear, for a moment rtay 
 Again with you I am up and away 
 To that revel of .weet abandon Uve. 
 
OMHiiarorint 
 
 Wiat I ttiufer Um nuplM to and fro, 
 A itrafif tr only, I wt h«r mov* 
 
 ▼fth a quickmlng hMrt, a baart I know 
 ▼Uch caiUy turiM to thotithti of lovt— 
 But under the maplci a ttrangtr to wt 
 ▼fcom I would at tiili moniMt wcro wahf ng <or iim ? 
 EyM of the duikltst, dreamlot gray» 
 Lipt of tiw loftcst, tMdcrest hu«, 
 Faot of an angel of God, I will ny t 
 Tliouf h ft m*y be lomc other, alas *tli true. 
 For Mich wayward wreathi of golden fialr 
 In their lurking foldi, what hcarti eninare ? 
 You are waiting I know foe aomc lover now- 
 Dreaming the dreama that all girb dream— 
 With innocence written upon your brow, 
 How fair life's promise to you must seem. 
 Could you but innocent remain 
 
 Of all that will bring to your pure heart pain. 
 
 So I pa« you by with burring feet— 
 What am.I to dally here t^ 
 What am I to love you sweet ; 
 What am I to linger near ? 
 For ah 1 not innocent woukf you be 
 Were you at this hour awaiting me. 
 
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r 
 
 TV VM ipm £teoNiri 
 
 If you were deopatn 
 
 And I were Antony, 
 Hb kingly deed I would repeat 
 And loose a world for thee. 
 Indeed, such joy 'twould be 
 That world to loose for thee— 
 VouU you were Oeopatra love 
 And I were Antony. 
 
 Vill you be Cle<iatra 
 And let me be Antony ; 
 His kingly (Seed let me repeat 
 And loose a worU for thee ? 
 Indeed, I clearly see 
 A world is lost to me ; 
 But you'd be Cleopatra then 
 While Fd be Antony. 
 
 You now are Cleopatra, 
 And I am Antony, 
 
 The kingly deed has been performed 
 A world is lost to me ; 
 My life that was to be- 
 Forever lost to me ; 
 
 But my world i, Oeopatra now 
 Let hen be Antony. 
 
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■t 
 
 tht ilNMiiea 
 
 "The air is rife with sighs 
 That from lover's breasts arise, 
 Vho are ^ort of wanton eyes 
 Of the onkissed ; 
 Eyes that sparkle and that glow. 
 With an everclianging flow 
 Lighting up, then fading low- 
 Hinting yes, but saying no, 
 For the Unkissed. 
 
 Until at last in desperation. 
 We, the masters of creation. 
 Brook no longer such flirtation 
 By the Unkissed. 
 Hence, the burden of my ditty. 
 You so young and Oh so witty. 
 You so young and Oh so pretty. 
 Is the vastness of the pity 
 You are Unkissed. 
 
 And, indeed, one bAn would try— 
 If one thought that none were n^h 
 And you would not shriek. Oh my I 
 111 be not kissed. 
 Now 'tis certain none is near ; 
 Say, ah really would you care ? 
 Gad I your nose is very near — 
 Shut your eyes and breathe a prayer— 
 What ? my Unkissed." 
 
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What a funny llttie flattef I 
 Wlut a fonny Uttle mtitter— 
 Rather funny little sputter— 
 Makes the Unklssed ; 
 LUte a maiden in a dream^ 
 Tliottgh she utters not a scream— 
 Nay I but rather it would seem 
 I may do whatever I deem 
 With the Unkissed. 
 
 Vhat a funny little shiver ! 
 
 Just a tremor and a quiver. 
 
 Like a rippk on a Aver, 
 
 O'er the Unkissed 
 
 Passes, and in passing leaves 
 
 Her as one who half believes 
 
 She has £allen among thkves ; 
 
 For she swoons (?) her bosom heaves. 
 
 Ah I my Unkissed. 
 
 Filled am I with vague alarm 
 
 As she rests upon my arm. 
 
 That I may have caused some harm 
 
 To the Unkissed. 
 
 But no ; she opens wide her eyes. 
 
 Smiles, and in a moment cries : 
 
 ** Dick I you took me by surprise." 
 
 **BabyIapologi«e- 
 
 Yeg my Unkissed. 
 
 Though the fault is not mine own. 
 Or at least, not mine alone. 
 On your brow the moonlight shone— 
 Si^iOfic my Unkissec^— 
 
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A wanton gleam,— how could H dafc 
 To Idas the brow of one w fair. 
 To nettle in your golden hair, 
 A I ■ *einpt my wandering fancy where— 
 ^ emyUnkined? 
 Vhere in truth it ihould not he. 
 And urged me to this liberty. 
 For I am jealous love of thee— 
 Of my Unkissed, 
 And could not suffer its caress. 
 Although so lightiy it 6ld press ; 
 That kiss did but its love confess 
 And think you Love I love you less- 
 Less my Unkissed ? 
 
 Nay I and even the moonlight sheen 
 I cacot suffer come between 
 Your lips and mine, or aught I ween— 
 Or aught my Unkined. 
 Then lay your head t^on my breast 
 And let me kiss you into rest, 
 With lips to lips thus fondly prest. 
 Ah, Me I but we are truly blest- 
 Blest my Unkissed. 
 
 But lo I my love, it is full time 
 I change the burden of my rhyme. 
 For I committed have a crime, 
 A theft my Unkissed, 
 And through it cannot call you more 
 The Unkissed, as in days of yore. 
 Yea, though my fault I may deplore 
 Your title never can restore^ 
 No longer UnkiMtd. 
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i 
 
 Bot eompcnation we may make ; 
 A tliought of others let us take 
 ^/ho to our joy can never wake 
 As they are unkissed. 
 Ah 1 sad most be the lot indeed 
 Of those who suffer, those who bleed 
 For others— others scorn their meed. 
 They dweU— they dwell in utter need 
 For they are unkissed. 
 
 And shall we then your title lost. 
 
 Regret ? Why love 'tis but the cost 
 
 Of what tho^e wreUhed tempest tossed. 
 
 The Unkissed, 
 
 Vould gladly give our joy to know 
 
 The only joy in life I trow 
 
 For rich and poor, for high and low— 
 
 Ah God 1 what misery and woe 
 
 Is theirs, the Unkissed. 
 
 They who awake to daily strife, 
 Uncheered by love of husband, wife. 
 Say what is there for them in life 
 When they are unkissed ? 
 And if in this sweet hour of madness, 
 
 With afl its joy, its wealth of gladness. 
 There h % world of untold sadness 
 Then what of the Unkissed— 
 What of the Unkissed?^ 
 
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DriNkhig $0Kg 
 
 By »pecial request of my fellow outlaw, 
 Walter Trenery 
 
 T. ' HaUoo ! ** 
 
 B. ** Halloo .' " 
 
 T. ** Two of a kind I trow ! " 
 
 B. ** Haa fello vi well met ? 
 
 T. ''You bet!" 
 
 B. « And- 
 
 T, ** Something wet ? " 
 
 B. ** Its a zo,** 
 
 T. ** Yes, Fve drank the waters of Ufe my boy j 
 Have tasted Its sorrows and tasted its joy 
 And think I sh'uld know- 
 So fill up our glasses. 
 Heighol** 
 B. ** Touch like old cronies wouU ; So I 
 ** Veil here's to the one who is mouldering yonder." 
 T. ** And here's to the one who is under the snow." 
 B. ** The loves of our youth ? " 
 T. ** Of our snow;^ white youth ; " 
 B. ** When we trusted in woman— 
 T. ** Believed in the truth." 
 B.*' Just so." 
 
 T. ** Two more lagers Joe i ' 
 B. *♦ Veil I here's to that other of wonderful charms." 
 T. ♦* And this, to whoever may rest in her arms. " 
 
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;: f 
 
 !i ■:;. 
 
 B. "Yoanelf?" 
 T. ''Oil 
 
 Yoo're thinking of one and I of another j 
 You mean the daughter 
 kittle I mean the mother. 
 
 Wefl thaf . for the both of M qttfte a good ca» , 
 "^e're pttUiog together 
 
 Not running a race. ** 
 
 T. ** And will we go ? 
 
 B. ** But the question of dough ? " 
 T. "NoINoI" 
 
 A bottle of beer li all we need take. 
 
 The parlour-the kitchen-untU the day break- 
 
 And youTl find them -not ilow— 
 B. ** G>me I let ui go. ^ 
 
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 j 
 
Co« CMegiii 
 
 Mint I then forego 
 
 All I lave cherished here below» 
 
 AH I have loved lo well ; 
 
 Fond hearti that beat in sympathy. 
 
 Fond hearts that truly do love me 
 
 Better than tongue can tell ? 
 
 Ifthisbeso 
 
 I answer no I 
 
 Then say I you nuy keep your heaven. 
 
 But I will keep my hclL 
 
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 4f 
 
mMdiifosMig 
 
 He tit upon my lund, he Wt m«, 
 
 ** Alas I poor devfl, bat I hit thee 
 
 And hit thee rather hard. 
 
 Yoa tumble on my book. 
 
 To note yoa now I look. 
 
 And thai behold your dying agony ; 
 
 The sharp convalsiont of yoar miiery. 
 ^'WeU I Vefl I yoa hart me don't yoa know/' 
 Yet I Yei I perhaps that may be so. 
 
 Bat I was saffering with sach raging thirst 
 I felt that I coald drink tin I had barst. 
 And suddenly stumbling upon you, 
 
 A«^« .3**^* **^^^**°ve my proboscis through 
 
 And'-Gadlbutrmsorry now you've brought to Lnd 
 Your right ; 'tis but the right of afl mankind 
 
 To live, steal, plander, thrive a. best you know 
 Ufxm some other-pity God has made it so 1 
 ^^*«w*« heaven tempted you to bite me? 
 Unless you thought you were quite big enough to fight me. 
 
If It raii fo-Oiy 
 
 Two little boys came up the ro' '— 
 Hungry, dlrty» but smiling were they ; 
 For one looking up at tiie frowning clouds 
 Said t '"Brother I guess itil rain to^y t 
 Don't you hear the howlin' o' the wind 
 Like somebody cryin' behind the trees ? 
 Now we will go fishin' in the pond- 
 Father 11 let us go there if we please ; 
 I know he will, for I heard him sav— 
 You bet 1 1 hope HTl rain to^y.'' 
 
 And a lassie parting her window screen 
 At that moment, pouting turned away ; 
 *'Too bad I the others were all so fine 
 And it must rain— must rain to-day I 
 What is the reason Vd like to know ? 
 Ah me I some say it forbodes much woe ; 
 HTis an evil omen they say— they say. 
 If it rain upon one's wedding day*** 
 
 But a former came strolling up just then. 
 One meanly clad in homespun gray. 
 And he looking up at the darkening heaven 
 Said : ""Whether or no it rain to-day 
 Is a matter of little import to me. 
 God knoweth best what ought to be. 
 It helps the grain, though it q)oils the hay— 
 If it wants to rain let it rain I say. 
 
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T Nit Hvca «v Nf t M « rnmmi «f nm 
 
 I Bav. llv«f my life to a moment of time , 
 ^ * momeut of tto« there hai pM«d from me. 
 With the flitthing of pMrfon, the joy of thi. life 
 And the hope of a better eternity. 
 
 I WM 10 young and knew no guile. 
 So young, and he thbught me wondrou. fair. 
 But I learned of guilt in a moment of time 
 And my beauty has proven the fatal snare. 
 
 And I k/ed my life in that moment of time- 
 In a moment of time it had passed away ; 
 Gone was the pride of my girlish heart, 
 And the peace of the woman's for ever and aye. 
 
 44 
 
 i 
 
ee«e Mil ttt HOW M tiy "goM-»yr' 
 
 •I* 
 
 Come kin m» now and uy "good-by« i** 
 Come kin me quickly, ere I die ; 
 Oh brother mine» thy fooUih teart— 
 Are they In answer to my prayem 
 That we may meet again ? 
 
 Come kin me now and lay ''good-bye)*' 
 
 Come kin me quickly ere I die } 
 
 Ah Sister I Sister ! now you see 
 
 That Christ the Lord hath wrought In me. 
 
 And we shall meet again. 
 
 Come kin me n. and say ''good bye »" 
 Come kin me quickly ere I die; 
 Dear Mother, Mother do not weep— 
 Oh Mother mine I do but sleep 
 In Christ, to wake again. 
 
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Bind fiM wtth tilkM Mkn unto IIim, 
 ▼Hh foldcn chalni» tiut I nuy n«ver ■tray j 
 I would be always h«ld In alavtry, 
 Thh It the llbeHy for which I pray. 
 
 B« thou my qu««n and let me be thy ■kvc, 
 Thou art my hope— my heaven - mine all in aU ; 
 For thou, and thou alone, haat power to Mve, 
 To guide my erring footitepe lest I faU. 
 
 Take then my hand, and ever wilt thou prove 
 The guardlan^Angel you must surely be. 
 Lead me my dream of purity and love- 
 Draw me and I will follow after thee. 
 
 Ptofged Is my heart of aU that may defile. 
 Shriven my Soul from every thought of sin, 
 The benediction of your holy smile 
 R«t» on my spirit.-aU Is peace within. 
 
 Choose now the cords wherewith I shaU be bound, 
 WHh tbioc own hand securely fasten me. 
 That at thy sUe I ever may be found 
 Held in those bonds of perfect Uberty. 
 
 Bind ye with silken fetters -bind ye fast and strong 
 With goUen chains, for If again I stray 
 Shall I return ? Who from the path of wrong 
 Bring me once moc« into the perfect way ? 
 
 46 
 
tt 
 
 UtmMitulwmmmft 
 
 "S ; me «■ « Seal upon thin* h—rt" 
 
 Oh I my HmH's Chown i 
 
 As a leal upon thine hcart- 
 
 Upon Ihine heart let me be graven : 
 
 Loudly my pulan with love'i frenzy beating 
 
 Calli to thcc, throbbing echo thee entreating, 
 
 ''Set me ai a wal upon thine heart." 
 
 ''Ai a Seal upon thine arm" 
 
 Oh I my Breast Chosen— 
 
 A Seal upon thine arm, 
 
 Thine arm that now my form encircles ; 
 
 My melting soul with anguish burns within me. 
 
 But let this embrace of anguish burn within thee 
 
 As a seal upon thine arm. 
 
 Tor love b strong as death" 
 
 Oh 1 my Soul's dcatiny I 
 
 As strong as death. 
 
 Yet destined am I through our love to die ; 
 
 Love's wayward will mine hours of peace shall number, 
 
 But kiss thou me into eternal slumber 
 
 For love is as strong as death* 
 
 'jealousy is cruel as the grave"— 
 ▼lit thou be consUnt ? 
 — Cruel as the grave- 
 Bloods stirs with latent madness ; 
 Our love is but ashes o'er the smouldering ember— 
 
 Beneath are coals and the consuming flame- remember! 
 "Crud as the grave." 
 
•r ! 
 
Be Mt Hit tty Cove 
 
 Be not vaia O my love- 
 But a moment I implofe— 
 Be not vain O my love— 
 Listen bat a moment more» 
 For a moment let me plead. 
 For a moment love give heed* 
 For a momeni love I pray 
 And I ^are yoa tfaen for aye» 
 Be not vain with idle fancy 
 I implore* 
 
 Be not vain O my love 
 
 Of tbe race from wlience you came ; 
 
 Blood is but a word of mouth. 
 
 Lineage ii but a name. 
 
 And my people who are proud, 
 
 But to Goil alone have bowed ; 
 
 My people who are true 
 
 Shame will never bring to you. 
 
 Be not vain with idle ^ncies 
 
 I implore* 
 
 Be not vain O my love 
 
 Of the honour wealth commands. 
 
 There is honour with the poor 
 
 If innocent remain their hands ; 
 
 And I have not wronged another. 
 
 Nay ! I could not wrong my brother. 
 
 Though your smile were on its doing. 
 
 Though you urged nae with your wooing. 
 
 Though I lose you by refusing, 
 
 God be with me in my choosing 1 
 
 You are lost, but mine is hmiour evermore* 
 
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Be not vain O my love 
 
 Of that lithe and willowy fomi. 
 Like some ilender, pliant reed 
 Swaying, bending In the storm. 
 If bursts on yoa the stocm of life 
 All I yott would not despise 
 The strength that In me lies ; 
 
 The strength of heart and arm 
 
 To shelter you from harm. 
 
 To shield you In the desolating strife. 
 
 Be not vain O my love 
 
 Of your t^ttty and your grace, 
 
 There are charms as exquisite. 
 
 There are fairer far of face, 
 
 There Is one as fair as you 
 
 Who walks the stieete to-night 
 
 Weath the ghastly yellow light, 
 
 ^SW the glitter and the glare 
 
 Of a crowded thoroughfare 
 
 Vlth the seal of Infamy upon her brow. 
 
 You are vain O my love 
 
 And our parting now has come. 
 You are vain O my love 
 In the future I am dumb. 
 
 You are vain with pride of grace ; 
 You are vain with pride of face ; 
 Vain are you with pride of place ; 
 Vainer yet with pride of race ; 
 
 H«e I leave you to your pride- 
 Leave me to *»< fl f, 
 
 I i 
 
UfMtum 
 
 Yei» I dream I wottU ever be well content 
 As one unknov^ and ofaacure^ 
 
 Would yoa to n., pleading bttt conient 
 And kindly think of the haughty poor. 
 
 But yott laughed me to acorn in my mi8ery» 
 Mocking my poverty and my pride t 
 Wealth and not honour you aeek in me» 
 With gokl» Ah I then you would be my bride* 
 
 fiut acarce to God I bend the knee 
 And think you Earth, this Spirit can 
 For gold, to win even a smile from thee. 
 Bow down to meaner man. 
 
 No 1 love to honc^ must then give place ; 
 Thou art a creature of coarser clay 
 And why should I weep ? your sweet, Use face- 
 Let me forget it as best I may. 
 
 And only remember the laurel leaves, 
 Which bid me onward, upward rtrive 
 Tin fame by the touch of her wondrous hand 
 Me from mine imperfections shrive. 
 
 But deeply and sadly my spirit grieves 
 The triumph I never can share with t ht r , 
 And though I may win my laurel leaves 
 Who shall wear them for me ? 
 
i ! 
 
 II I 
 
 I rambled this morning through meadow and pasture 
 
 G>urtlng the grace of the sweet summer morn ; 
 
 But the voice of all nature though ringing with laughter. 
 
 Each wild note» the sweet note, close following after. 
 
 Yet into my q>irlt no music was borne* 
 
 For I lifted mine eyes and beheld with the dawning 
 
 Away in the distance, upon the hillside. 
 
 Beneath the cool shade of a green leafy awning 
 
 There rambled two lovers, two lovers whose fawning. 
 
 Revealed me the presence of groom and of bride. 
 
 Dreaming their day dream of love's happy hour { 
 So happy thought I are the man and the maid. 
 As she plucked and then gave to her lover a flower 
 While he bending kissed her beneath that fair bower 
 Away in the distance { beneath the green shade. 
 But strangely and sadly it served to remind me 
 Of the wondrous life I had lived in the past. 
 Of the home and the friends I had left bit behind me 
 And I felt then the fetters— the fetters that bind me— 
 The gall of my fetters, securing me fost. 
 
 And I saw my lost youth on that hillside this morning ; 
 Then I thought of the hopes that had perished for aye, 
 I thought of the fond hearts that once gave me warning, 
 I thought of the counsel I treated with scorning. 
 And sadly, yet Utterly, turned I away. 
 
 But with sunshine and song of the birds all around me 
 In air that was heavy with odour of May, 
 The ghosts of lost loves for a tpAce did surround 'me — 
 Then tears I Oh my treacherous heart did confound me 
 When I saw my lost youth on that hillside to-day. 
 
 I i 
 
Chire H Me for w^tm I coiM ms 
 
 There Is one» there li one for whom I could pray. 
 For whom I could pray thb very hour^ 
 For one who was iah as a dream ol May» 
 And what is she now ?— poor faded flower I 
 
 But heart is stone 
 
 And all alone 
 I must bear my burden as best I may : 
 The light on my table is sinking fast, 
 How the old house shivers beneath the blast 
 Of the echoing stwm that rages past 
 Wailing alas I 
 
 Weeping and wailing alas 1 alas 1 
 Weeping and walling ere mercy be past 
 Go to 1 poor sinner fw pardon pray* 
 
 There is ooc» there is one for whom I could pray 
 GMsld I frame my lips to penitent words 
 And bowing my head at the mercy seat 
 Plead only the promises of God's Word. 
 
 But heart is stone 
 
 And all alone 
 I will bear my burden as best I may ; 
 Shadow of night is enveloping me. 
 Deeper and darker it yet shall be, 
 I hear the moan of a troubled sea 
 Wailing alas! 
 
 Weeping and wailing alas I alas I 
 Weeping and wailing the harvest is past, 
 The summer is ended — ^he cannot pray. 
 
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1 } 
 
 I i 
 
 uQmmtM 
 
 Bohcmte I BoIictnU I 
 
 Oh Land 1 Oh Land of wondrotts dfcanii. 
 Of myitic iplendor viewed a&r. 
 The courti of Heaven not &frer ate. 
 Nor tweeter there each pure delight ; 
 Like them, thy region knowi no night 
 And dty gates there itand ajar 
 A« if to weleon^ me* 
 
 Bohemia 1 Bohemia 1 
 
 My Vorld I my World of wondroui dfcama 
 Thy ihoret I shall not see. 
 I dreamed, perchance, my lot would be 
 In spite of storms thy coast to win- 
 Through Uood and tears to enter in— 
 And find at last delight in thee* 
 Alas I the vision fades away. 
 The virion fades, and fades for aye ; 
 How vain to strive I how vain to pray I 
 There is no fair Bohemia* 
 
 H 
 
It would be to fMl 
 
 That the world it yet youag. 
 
 That hcarti ate yet wartii» 
 
 That roees itill bkxMn 
 
 And itan itUI eonttnoe to ihiac 
 
 Could I meet you once mofe aa of old bee to hce, 
 
 Could I daip you once more in that tender eonbrac^ 
 
 Could I kin you once more ; Oh 1 the hour of grace I 
 
 Magdalene^ Magdalene Queen of my Soul I 
 
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I t 
 
 C«0iK«rCoie 
 
 To win or loic» to win or loiCf a final throw ; 
 
 My fat* to chooMy my fate to ehoow for w«al or wo*. 
 
 Stay trembling hand— a moaicnt itay 1 
 
 To Heaven for guidance let me pray 
 
 Ere I shall leal. 
 
 For woe or w<!al 
 
 Mine and another's htte this day. 
 
 For if I loser and if I lose» what then, what then ; 
 
 The loM is whose, the sorrow whose my fellowmen ? 
 
 Not mine, but one whose heart will break — 
 
 Not mine, but one whose heart I stake 
 
 As thus I choose 
 
 To win or lose 
 
 All and forever for her sake. 
 
 But if I win, and if I win— ah God above t 
 
 We enter in — we enter in— our tryst of love, 
 
 Oh soul long seperate, will that hour be kept ; 
 
 By joys delirious fingers will love's lyre be swept 
 
 As we shall meet 
 
 And wildly greet, 
 
 Mad with the knowledge that we might have wept. 
 
 To win or lose^ to win or lose, the faitalcast. 
 
 Now hand refuse, ere thou shalt choose my hopes to 
 
 To Thee Great God, a gambler's prayer [blast. 
 
 Arises ; Lord in pity hear ; 
 
 Smite Thou this hand. 
 By thy command. 
 
 Ere her life's ruin in the dice I bear. 
 
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L«avc me alocw to-night 
 
 Go I kave mc aloo* wHh my God i 
 
 I am itek of my life* 
 
 I am tick of Hi Ittit» 
 
 I am lick of my ptUtp 
 
 I am bowed In the duit. 
 
 Go I leave mc akme with my God* 
 
 Oh I leave me alone to-night. 
 
 Go I revel with whom you will ; 
 
 K only mine eyei» 
 
 If only mine ean» 
 
 See not» hear not 
 
 Mirth*! maddening jeen» 
 
 Go I revel with whom you will 
 
 But my loathing wol— 
 
 My loathing loul will have none of it, 
 
 I hate your folly» 
 
 I hate your tin ; 
 
 Your glUed fruit 
 
 Ii but aihei within 
 
 And my loathing toul will have none of tt. 
 
 I am lated with wch ; 
 
 Never again will dice for joy» 
 
 I have drank your wine» 
 
 With your women lain ; 
 
 Til fleeting pleaaure 
 
 And laiting pain. 
 
 Never again wiU I dice for joy. 
 
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 Btll«»iadMd,«dod 
 
 ThMn h» what I ua this very nifht i 
 
 A cvlhtrad Ut. 
 
 Better MMii* Mvag* btf 
 
 With hb ynrnlng for 
 
 Immortality 
 
 Than bt as I am to-night i 
 
 ▼lllfuUy blind— 
 
 ▼alklag In darkncas throi«h hating the light, 
 ▼antonly crucl» 
 A barbarottt aoul 
 Seeking nought but *Mttlgtnct 
 Of wlfullfe'i goal- 
 Talking In darimca through hating the Ught. 
 
 But etc dawn shall breaks 
 
 Ere dawn shall break I will find my God ; 
 
 In this hour of grief 
 
 h his mercy proved, 
 
 In his merqr this hour 
 
 To tears I am moved 
 
 And ere dawn shall < «k I wlU find my God, 
 
 Then leave me aloi^. io-nlght. 
 
 Go I leave me alon^ with my God ; 
 
 I am sick of my tde, 
 
 I am sick of the lusTt 
 
 I am sick of my piide 
 
 And am bowed In thedust. 
 
 Go 1 leave me alooe with my God. 
 
 
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 Om bfooght to mc lo the twlUfht dim 
 
 A cod bUck itMd that wm fbun and tin— 
 
 ** Up mod away you mint rida." criad be, 
 
 ** Yoa muit ride thia night— and yoo muat not tirt j 
 
 For you ride thii night by the will of God, 
 
 ▼ho has lain on you the chastening tod, 
 
 And ride you quickly-ride you well— 
 
 That you ride through the depth of Nethermost hafl 
 And forth again ere the dawning. 
 
 Many have ridden this way before. 
 
 On man this burden has ever lain ; 
 
 But feet have stumbled and hearts have quailed. 
 
 Few— once in the deep— return again. 
 
 But that you see and that you hear 
 
 To the world of the living back you bear. 
 
 If you ride quickly and ride well, 
 
 Ride through the depth of Nethermost hell 
 And forth again ere the dawning. 
 
 If you quail not at the sight of pafai. 
 Nor tarry, nor falter by the way. 
 
 You wifl ride through the region of endless night 
 And yet return to the world of day ; 
 
 You will ride through the region of endle» woe— 
 
 And the grief of the damned shall surely know- 
 But ride you quickly and ride you well 
 
 As you ride through the depth of Nethermost hen 
 Or you come not forth er; the dawi^." 
 
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TiMo my fcMfl ertii out fci tht ^ ol Hi prtd, , 
 
 '^ I rld« at tlM wrviec of Ih* Kloff. 
 
 Pfom tht Md abod* of lin and dtath 
 
 Soma miMg e to man I would fladly bring; 
 
 Tliottth no pure In spirit audi dMd may daw» 
 
 ;^or leave I pray but to ent« then 
 
 And rid^ quickly and riding well 
 
 ^ide If .rotigh the depth of Nelhermoit heU 
 
 And fur.r. ^ain ere the dawning." 
 
 S;) ! > It me up on my coal black itMd ; 
 
 Our lal Uack need w fierce and itrong. 
 
 I n^ nlm rein and I |[ave him ipur ; 
 
 Like roaring tempest we swept along. 
 
 And I rode him hard though that live kmg night 
 
 Aa I rode my race with the morning light* 
 
 Rode him quickly and rode him wefl* 
 
 To ride through the depth of NeOermoet hell 
 
 And forth again ere the dawning. 
 
 Now that which first mine eyes beheU 
 
 ▼ts the souls of men, who from death do fly, 
 
 Crying to me in fearful voke : 
 
 Turn you I— turn you I— why will you die ? 
 
 For they who a knowledge of evil seek— 
 
 Oi them win our Judge his vengeance wreak. 
 
 Ride you ever so qukkly, ever so well. 
 
 You will rest in the depth of Nethermost hell ; 
 
 You will come not iotfh ere the dawning. 
 
 And the soub of men who had ridden forth 
 In quest oi adventure I next did sec. 
 But each rode at the will of a w^.*-«tf , ,^^ 
 In whatever direction Its will might be. 
 
ThM iMd iMdm aol ifam tbfowgfi lovs ol «h« Ugbl I 
 Thm had riddn la thwt tlwovf h lov« ol tiw olt&t I 
 AH rldliif qakUy-MMM ridiaff wO, 
 
 RUiof loravw tfM dqidi ol iicU 
 In which than can b* no dawning. 
 
 And I av «h« souk ei thaw who rode, 
 By the fract ol the Master^ even at I ; 
 For th« food ol th« world, for th« poacc of thwr tovh 
 To taatc of the death, that many die { 
 To taate of that death yet to Hie return— 
 Thrctigh fire paaing and yet not bum. 
 —Riding quickly and riding well- 
 Rldlng with me through Nethennoit hell 
 Through Nethcrmoat hell ere the dawninv. 
 Through a region of laughter and light and long 
 Through a region of aplriti In fiery pain. 
 Through a region of peace with iti ghaatly dcad» 
 Through a world where illence and darkncM reign. 
 On, on with the ^eed of ^Irlts we swept, 
 ▼Ith the iplrlts we laughed, we ilghcd, we wept. 
 But riding qul^y and riding wcH, 
 Thui riding the uepth of Nethcrmott hell 
 Laet we come not forth ere the dawning. 
 Nor love, nor honour, nor feat of death 
 Chf c fced for a moment our wild career 
 A» through flowery wildnea, desolate wood, 
 ▼here lost souls call— through the vale of fear ; 
 Through the river of death, whose flood is fire, 
 The flaaolng passion of blood's desire, 
 ▼e rode us quickly and rode us well ; 
 Rode with such qwcd through Nethermost hell 
 That forth came wc ere the dawning. 
 
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 F«r w« came to that valley wlilch Bet beyond- 
 That valley of lemUight and calm— 
 
 3*>«e I ttw *t lait the face, of thoK 
 Who for earthly UU had found .ome balm j 
 Saved ai by fire— a burning brand 
 
 «u^ from the flame by a a^ciful hand- 
 fiadi who rode quickly and rode well. 
 Rode wWi aU speed through Nethermost heU 
 And forth again ere the dawning. 
 
 And the mesMge we bring to the men of the Earth 
 fc tfut under life*, burden they patienUy pW , 
 
 What profited u. the mad daA of the night ? 
 A. they, we are blind to the working of God 
 But the end of the darkne. i. drawing near, * 
 
 Short .pace and life*, myrtery wiU be made dear. 
 Why K«ne ride badly and some ride weU- 
 Some «ved-^nd wme rert in Nethermost hell, 
 An-all is revealed with the dawning. 
 
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