In Lighter Vein.
A dreamy, shifting, boundless haze
Of filmy, fleeting forms possessed,
Rayless, but for aimless rays
That are, and when we seek, are lost,
Elusive lights that fade and pale
In the drift of life beyond the veil.
CONFESSION
11 Pin them over my heart,” she said,
When he asked where to place
A tiny bunch of violets blue
To smile in her fair face.
But, sore perplexed, he asked of her,
“ Ah, where is your heart, I pray ? ”
And lower she bowed her dear, fair head—
She bowed and turned away.
ONE SUMMER
Beside the surging moon-lit sea
We built of sand full solemnly
'file strangest castles, I and she— .
The saucy maid with laughing eyes,
Whose sudden speech
And low sweet insolent replies
Brought many a subtle vague surmise
Upon the beach.
Till midst the castles that we planned
So earnestly, my straying hand
Had found another in the sand,
And quite forgot to let it fall
By some mistake,
Until tlie old oaths musical
And meaningless were sworn that all
Shall swear and break.
Ah, ’t'was a dainty game we played
Upon the beach, my bright-eyed maid,
And pleasant, too, when all is said,
Through you, perchance, upon that shore
Aild ’Heath that sky
Had watched the sea with many more,
In fact, had played the game before . .
Well, so had I.
William and Mary College Monthly.
—The Bozvdoin Quill.
— Exchange.