POETRY FROM PERIODICALS

New Zealand Herald, Volume XLIV, Issue 13450, 29 May 1907, Page 9

POETRY FROM PERIODICALS

WRECK OF THE HESPERUS FAMILY. IT was old Farmer Hesperus •": And; his daughter, Milly May. And. they stood together hand in hand In the middle of Broadway. " O father, I hear a raucous shout— ■'•", O father, what can it- be?" " 'Tis only a tall policeman, child, Who waves his hand at thee." >' O father, I hear the sound of wheels '..- And hoofs.that loudly ring." „ ■ v " It's one o' them hansom cabs— . . " Gash-bish ' the durned old thing!" ; "O father, I see a cloud of dust. ■; Sift o'er mo, head to feet." ' ;. " It's one o' them dum fool White Wings ■' A-sweepin' off the street." ■ " But, father, : I smell an odd perfume— O father, What can it mean?" " Don't fly into hy-stericks, child- '."-, , It's only gasoline." "Nay, father, I hear the cry 'Look out!' • And fear is on my nerve." "Gee-whiz! here comes an auto car ■ A-puffin' round the curve!": - "O father, I feel a dreadful bump— : »vhat means ; that sickly thud?" But the father answered never a word, For his mouth was full of mud. —New York Life. A RECIPE FOR KISSES. Take a dark but cosy corner; ■■■■: ,:•■ - ■-,;■. ' Add some: moonlignt— too muchPress, in two strong hands, a small one; * Add of coy reserve a touch; Sift in just a pinch of folly, ', - Mixed with softly whispered sighs; Of romance add two small tea-cups, And the, starlight of her eyes; Then dissolve some pure emotion In* a longing and a laugh, Mix a grain of deep affection : With a bit of merry chaff Add an ounce of mild resistance. Two of yielding—then, in' mute, : Inexpressible enjoyment, Serve in quantities to suit. ' THE NEW LIEE. Perhaps they laughed at Dante in his youth, Told him that truth Had unappealably been said In the great masterpieces of the dead. Perhaps he listened, and but bowed bis 'head lii acquiescent honour, while his heart Held natal tidings: that a new life is the part . Of every man that's horn— .'■'•.■■.. . A -new life never lived before, And a new expectant, art. " .•'■"_ ■; It is the variations, of .the .morn. That are forever, more and more. The single dawning of the- single truth; So answers Dante to the heart of youth. _ — Century ITjijaaim;.