The Free Lance. A Seasonable Rondel. I'm sick of books—the weary pro and con Of argument lies heavily upon My drowsy mind. I long again to share The calm delights of rest, to sleep—anon To 101 l about—and "self-made men" may For all I care! My lovel Oh, I admit that she's all right In winter, when the glowing ball room lig Idealizes things—but, I declare, The picture fades in spring. Let others fi About the girl—and call it their affair— For all I care. The new canal—free trade for Cuba—wha Do I care for dull politics? A lot Of time—l want to drink the drowsy air Of Spring. The world may fret and not Accomplish much with either crime or pra For all I care! 14A RE,V4RIZ. a curtained window recess, ' Looking out on the moon=lit nigh In a state of seminconscioustiess, With a fragrant, well filled pipe, A college student sits and dreams. He dreams of the past vacation When on a night,like this, 111 a moment of tender passion He stole a soft sweet kiss, By the fitful light of the bright moon riNNUI. —The
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