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STRAY VERSE.

TO JULIA MARLOWE

Following is a tribute to the emin ent American actress in the magazn “The Theatre” : You come from the meadows of morning With dew in the folds of your gown, And you carry its freshness and Hagranee . To us who are shut in the town. Our dreams are fulfilled in your coming— The saints and the lovers draw near, The Maiden of France with the Idy, And the passionate, pale Guenevexe; ■The girl of Verona awakens. Laughs low, and draws breath wxtii your breath; And Francesca has surcease a moment From the terrors and tempests ot death. Oh maid of romance und of wonder, Who quickens our sense of delight, Return and again reawaken The spirits that dwell in the night. —Sarah Teasdale. THE EVENING COMES. The evening comes, the fields aie still: The tinkle of the thirsty rill. Unheard all day ascends again ; Deserted is the half-mown plain, Silent the swaths! the ringing wain, The mower’s cry, the dog’s alarms, All housed within the sleeping farms. The business of the day is done, The last-left haymaker is gone. _ . And from the thyme upon the height, And from the elder-blossom white, And pale dog-roses in the hedge, And from the mint-plant in the sedge, In puffs of balm and night air blows The perfume which the day forgoes. . And on the pure horizon far, See, pulsing with the first-born star, The liquid sky above the hill! The evening comes, the fields are still. —Matthew Arnold. THE SONG OF SIVA. Tis Night; all the Sirens are silent, All the Vultures asleep; And the Horns of the Tempest are stirring Under the Deep; Tis Night; * all the snow-burdened Mountains Dream of the Sea, And down in the Wadi the River Is calling to me. Tis Night; all the Caves of the Spirit Shake with desire, And the Orient Heaven’s essaying Its lances of fire; They hear, iii the stillness that covers The land and the sea, The River, in the heart <f rue Wadi, Calling to me. ’Tis night, but a night of great jcyance, A night of direst:— The night of the birth of the Spii it Of the East -jnd the West; And the Caves of the Yountams aie dancing On the foam cf liic Sea. For the River u. uudaut 's calling, Calling to me. —Ameen Riliani, in the “Atlantic.” THE SPRING .MAID. April, half-clad in flowers and sboiurs Walks like a blossom o’ u- the land : .She smiles at May, and -aligning takes The rain and sunshine hanu-iii-.iand. So gay the dancing of her feet. So like a garden her soft bretth. So sweet the smile upon her face. She charms the very Heart of decth. The young moon in a trance she holds Cautive in clouds of orchard bloom. She snaps her fingers at the grave. And laughs into the face of doom. Yet in her gladness lurks a fear, In all her mirth there breathes a sigh, So soon lieu pretty flowers are gone— And all! she is too young to die! —Richard Le Gallienne. in Scribner's Mi tgazine. AUGUST MOONLIGHT. The solemn light behind the barns, The rising moon, the cricket's ca”, The August night, and you and I What is the meaning of it all! Has it a meaning, after all? Or is it one of Nature's lies, That net of beauty that she casts Over Lite's unsuspecting eyes? That web of beauty that she weaves For one strange purpose of her ov n. For this the painted butterfly, For this the rose —for this alone! Strange repitition of the rose. And strange reiterated call Of birds and insect, man and maid— Is that the meaning of it all? If it means nothing, after all! And nothing lives, except to die— It is enough—that solemn light Behind the barns, and you and 1. Richard Le Gallienne. “Harper's.”

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Gisborne Times, Volume XXIX, Issue 3366, 4 November 1911, Page 4

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STRAY VERSE. Gisborne Times, Volume XXIX, Issue 3366, 4 November 1911, Page 4

STRAY VERSE. Gisborne Times, Volume XXIX, Issue 3366, 4 November 1911, Page 4

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