The Kingdom of Love | Page 5

for his child.?Oh! idle words are a woman's curse
Who loves as woman can;?For put to the test, she will bare her breast
And die for the sake of the man.
SOLITUDE
Laugh, and the world laughs with you:?Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth?Must borrow its mirth,?It has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;?Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound?To a joyful sound,?But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;?Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure?Of all your pleasure,?But they do not want your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;?Be sad, and you lose them all;
There are none to decline?Your nectared wine,?But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;?Fast, and the world goes by;
Succeed and give,?And it helps you live,?But it cannot help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure?For a long and lordly train;
But one by one?We must all file on?Through the narrow aisles of pain.
THE GOSSIPS
A rose in my garden, the sweetest and fairest,
Was hanging her head through the long golden hours;?And early one morning I saw her tears falling,
And heard a low gossiping talk in the bowers.?The yellow Nasturtium, a spinster all faded,
Was telling a Lily what ailed the poor Rose:?"That wild roving Bee who was hanging about her,
Has jilted her squarely, as every one knows.
"I knew when he came, with his singing and sighing,
His airs and his speeches so fine and so sweet,?Just how it would end; but no one would believe me,
For all were quite ready to fall at his feet."?"Indeed, you are wrong," said the Lily-belle proudly,
"I cared nothing for him; he called on me once,?And would have come often, no doubt, if I'd asked him,
But though he was handsome, I thought him a dunce."
"Now, now, that's not true," cried the tall Oleander.
"He has travelled and seen every flower that grows;?And one who has supped in the garden of princes,
We all might have known would not we with the Rose."?"But wasn't she proud when he showed her attention?
And she let him caress her," said sly Mignonette;?"And I used to see it and blush for her folly.
The silly thing thinks he will come to her yet."
"I thought he was splendid," said pretty pert Larkspur,
"So dark, and so grand with that gay cloak of gold;?But he tried once to kiss me, the impudent fellow!
And I got offended; I thought him too bold."?"Oh, fie!" laughed the Almond, "that does for a story.
Though I hang down my head, yet I see all that goes;?And I saw you reach out trying hard to detain him,
But he just tapped your cheek and flew by to the Rose.
"He cared nothing for her; he only was flirting
To while away time, as I very well knew;?So I turned a cold shoulder on all his advances,
Because I was certain his heart was untrue."?"The Rose is served right for her folly in trusting
An oily-tongued stranger," quoth proud Columbine.?"I knew what he was, and thought once I would warn her,
But of course the affair was no business of mine."
"Oh, well," cried the Peony, shrugging her shoulders,
"I saw all along that the Bee was a flirt;?But the Rose has been always so praised and so petted,
I thought a good lesson would do her no hurt."?Just then came the sound of a love-song sung sweetly,
I saw my proud Rose lifting up her bowed head;?And the talk of the gossips was hushed in a moment,
And the flowers all listened to hear what was said.
And the dark, handsome Bee, with his cloak o'er his shoulder,
Came swift through the sunlight and kissed the sad Rose, And whispered: "My darling, I've roved the world over,
And you are the loveliest flower that grows."
PLATONIC
I knew it the first of the summer,
I knew it the same at the end,?That you and your love were plighted,
But couldn't you be my friend??Couldn't we sit in the twilight,
Couldn't we walk on the shore?With only a pleasant friendship
To bind us, and nothing more?
There was not a word of folly
Spoken between us two,?Though we lingered oft in the garden
Till the roses were wet with dew.?We touched on a thousand subjects -
The moon and the worlds above, -?And our talk was tinctured with science,
And everything else, save love.
A wholly Platonic friendship
You said I had proven to you?Could bind a man and a woman
The whole long season through,?With never a thought of flirting,
Though both were in their youth?What would you have said, my lady,
If you had known the truth!
What would you have done, I wonder,
Had I gone on my knees to you?And told you my passionate story,
There in the dusk and the dew??My burning, burdensome story,
Hidden and hushed so long -?My story of hopeless loving -
Say, would you have thought it wrong?
But I fought with my heart and conquered,
I hid my wound from sight;?You were going