Rensselaer Republican, Volume 28, Number 8, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 October 1895 — THE poetic MUSE. [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

THE poetic MUSE.

[ . b .... - A Song of W^ijHng. l have waited for your coming as the blossoms In the blighted buds of winter wait the spring: - —v As the robins, with the red upon their bosoms, Await tlie sweet and lovely timo to slug. “I havcA+etened for your footsteps as the meadows —— 'T — 7 Low- iisteu for the dejvfall in the night; As thei parched plains droop and dream toward the shadows— As the leaves in darkness listen for tha light! - jj There is never any rose without tha kisses ■ . : ■ Of the spring upon its leaves of red and white;- - _ There is never any meadow if it misses The dewfall on its bosom in the night. There is never any robin’s breast that, gleaming, Shall feel the thrill and flutter of a wing, And set the world to loving and to dream- - ing, If there never comes a sunny time to sing! Let the dew (he meadow’s violets discover! Let the robin sing his sweetest to the close! There hs'never any love without a lover— You are coming,- and the world blooms like a rose! —Frank L. Stanton, iu Atlanta ConstUtv* tioij. Fong of a Sailor. ~ ■ Up sail! The breeze is fair; We’ll, leave the land a-lee; There's never a mesh of care —-On the broad, bright, open sea. What though the west wind veer, And (lie sk.v grow dim as hate, - We’ll whistle away all fenr, And laugh in tlie face of fate. O, a free song • " For a sea song, Witif a tang of the swashing brina That shall make the light In the eye leap bright .(.ike (lie taste of wine! i ().oco we have won the Waste i_i Where never was man’s foot set, Adieu to the stress of haste. And the worn world’s dream of fret! Now for a clearing eye, And tlie heart a-bnrst with glcel Over, die great, blue sky; Under, the great blue sea. O, a free song For a sea song, Witii a ilasli of the stinging brine. And every word A wing like a bird In tlie amber morning shine! —Frank Leslie’s Weekly. - Kcliois. _ ..... 7—_ I heard beyond the hills a clear voice ring* - —Jng And rocky heights the tones were back* ward flinging, Each airy summit towering there— Gave forth an answering sound; And yet so changed it was by oft repeat* ing, It seemed some other self had caught tha greeting And tossed it back with mocking air And hurried, lenping bound. I heal’d a woyd of gossip, lightly falling, A little words bat gone beyond recalling, So swift from lip to lip it flew, . Caught in the social gale; But when the echoing sound came backward stealing Each voice had added somewhat in revealing. So that a listener scarcely knew The anther of the tale. —Anna B. Patten, in Boston Transcript A Rose Sting. A wild rose drank of the morning dew, A wild rose smiled at the morning sun, A wild rose dreamed the Jime day through— A wild rosu died when the day wm done. And ever the rose was fair, was sweet, And ever the rose was shy; But a rose's life, like a dream, is fleet, And a rose in a day will die. It fell on a day that love once grew In the loam of the heart like a rose; Like a rose it smiled in the morning dew, Like a rose it died at the sweet day’s close. A.id ever the love was fair, was sweet AniFever the love was shy; For the life of a love, like a rose, is fleet. And love in a day will die. —New Orleans Times-Demoerat. Twilight. Holding fast hands with daylight, Iler face hid ’neath night’s cloak, A sweet maid pays a visit Each day to us earth folk. She comes so shy and silent We never hear her knock, Nor know when she is going. Else we should turn the lock. But we know when she is near us, For the red poppy sleeps; The lambkin, with hushed bleatinga. Close by its mother keeps. We know when she is with lis, For the evening star shines lone; When tucked away our nod-heads, We know (lint she is gone. —Frances Fare Lester, in St. Louis Republic. Bird-Hong. When the first (lawn-streak up the east doth steal, The birds outburst with all their raps turous art, Happy art thou if, wakening, thou enn’st feel The snuie melodious impulse at thine heart. —Clinton Scollard, iu Lippincott’s. It Is said that there are thlrtecu families In New York each of which ha* over $500,000 Invested in diamond*.