POETRY

Lake County Press, Issue 2791, 26 June 1919, Page 2

POETRY

TO SORROW. OI let me not forget thee, Borrow! And all the golden lessons thou has taught, When bow'd beneath thv chastening rod b My soul appraised the iovs of earth And found them naught 0! let me not forget thee' Love's angel in disguise Who, in tho hour of trial, Hast rent from off mine eyes The veil of self, And made thy meaning plain. O! let mo not forget thee! Nor seek to drown thy voice in plea- ■ sure's round. Deep in my heart may the remembrance Nt nj.u j. ,l , Ut all that thou hast done for me. U! let me ne'er forget! B. Watson Walker.

WITH ROSES- _____ ( aA * Matson Dolson.) , l ",'^ llt i ]w « old , fin star-flowers shoi* -,., 1 " * lose far gardens »»" *e sky; - 1 ' loosened petals, downward blown, floated where the rose beds lie. ' pluckd those rosea all abloom, And dripping with that last night's , dew; Each rose a jar of rich perfume, hand has garnered, love, for von. The blossoms boar my passioned touch! T kissed their crimson lips apart! Their biding place I envy much If v .»u but wear them near vour heart.