Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 3, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 January 1912 — The Lover. [ARTICLE]

The Lover.

Fame journed down the way with him. Was like a brother kin. Nor loath was fame to stay with him. To dwell and enter In; , E But, though no spirit bolder is. He turned away to slag; “God wot—how white her shoulder Is And how her Kisses cling.” . Then. Wisdom came and lent to him Heir mysteries profound. And subtle knowledge sent to him That all the years had crowned: No solace to relieve his plight Nor reason could he see. But velvet arms that weave at night A languid threnody. And last came Peace, essaying him With promises of sleep. With brooding glamour praying him Her offerings to keep. , Through arbiter Of pain and rest. He bade her pleading cease: Upon a fair unstained breast would he discover Peace. v —Alan Sullivan, in Harper’s Magazine.