The Mysterious Cat

Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of London still, That Florence gave the Renaissance to Rome. Record it for the grandson of your son — A city is not builded…

Two old crows sat on a fence rail. Two old crows sat on a fence rail, Thinking of effect and cause, Of weeds and flowers, And nature's laws. One of them muttered, one of them stuttered, One of them stuttered, one of them muttered. Each of them…

Would that by Hindu magic we became Dark monks of jeweled India long ago, Sitting at Prince Siddartha's feet to know The foolishness of gold and love and station, The gospel of the Great Renunciation, The ragged cloak, the staff,…

Where now the huts are empty, Where never a camp-fire glows, In an abandoned cañon, A Gambler's Ghost arose.

[Written for a picture]The Youth speaks: —:"Why do you seek the sun In your bubble-crown ascending? Your chariot will melt to mist. Your crown will have an ending." The Goddess replies: — :"Nay, sun is but a…

Let not young souls be smothered out They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride. It is the world's one crime its babes grow dull, Its poor are ox-like, limp and leaden-eyed.

The North Star whispers: "You are one Of those whose course no chance can change. You blunder, but are not undone, Your spirit-task is fixed and strange. "When here you walk, a bloodless shade, A singer all men else forget.

True Love is founded in rocks of Remembrance In stones of Forbearance and mortar of pain. The workman lays wearily granite on granite, And bleeds for his castle, 'mid sunshine and rain. Love is not velvet, not all of it velvet