POETRY.

Lake County Press, Issue 2528, 7 May 1914, Page 2

POETRY.

JULIA. Some asked mo hj here tlio rubies grew, And nothing did 1 say, But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia. Some asked how pearls did grow, and where. Then spake I to my girl. To part her lips.and show mo there The quarelets of pearl. Oho asked mo where the roses grew, I bade him not go seek; But forthwith bade my Julia show A bud in either cheek. —Robert Herrick. THERE IS A GARDEN IN HER PACE. There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies blow; A heavenly paradise in that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow; There cherries grow that none may buy, Till cherry-ripe themselves do cry. Those cherries fairly do enclose Of Orient pearl a double row, Which, when her lovely laughter shows. They look like rose-buds filled with snow; Yet them no peer nor prince may buy, Till cherry-ripe themselves do cry.'

Her eyes, like angels, watch them still, Her brows like bonded bows do stand. Threatening with piercing frowns to kill All that approach with eye or hand, These sacred cherries to come nigh, Till cherry-ripo themselves do cry. —JUohard Alison. THE RECTOR'S DAUGHTER. (The Choir-Boy Soliloquises.) Tripping softly down tho aisle With a bravo religious air And a sinful littlo smile, Comes the rector's daughter ; Kneels sho in tho fam'ly pew, Bends her pretty head in praysr, As her father tells her to, And her mother taught her. Eyes and hair as black as night, Cheeks and lips like rosese, Littlo tooth, all pearly white, Has the rector's daughter; Form as frail as cyclamen, Tiniest of noses, Who shall blame the many men That have vainly sought heri' Sings sho with a hundred charms Holy hymns and olden, Just as though an angel's arms, .. Heaven-sent, had caught her, Yet these ways of sanctity One small soul emboldens— For to-day she winked at me, Did the rector's daughter. —George Taggart.