Poetry.
His father thinks " the boy will get consumption;"
His mother says that " Willie works too hard;"
His friends think " 'twould not be a false assumption
To think his mental faculties were marred."
BRIGHTNE , SS
Have you seen the landscape
On a summer's day
Overspread by rain clouds,
Desolate and gray ?
You've seen on such a picture
The sun burst through the rain;
And Nature raise her dripping head,
And smile with light again.
E'en as this burst of sunlight
Lightens the dreary view,
So are my dark thoughts brightened
When I think of you.
PALLING SPRING
If the scenes where lovers hover
Are where quiet reigns supreme,
In stillness of woodland cover,
With reflections of the sunbeam,
Blissful with what bliss will bring,
Then must lovers—in the silence
Underneath an oak dream-haunted,
Such an oak as fabled essence
Only, yet has elsewhere vaunted—
Lovers haunt the "Palling Spring."
There even Senior quits his riot,
Leaves his wines and shows behind him;
Comes to rest his head in quiet,
Where the Junior cannot find him—
In the balm the maidens bring.
So far off, seems all, that's real—
,No rude stir of Sophs' contrivance
Shocks content in this ideal—
That we dream with his connivance—
Cupid haunting " Falling Spring."
—Tice Morningside.
—Tice Morningside.