DISDAIN.

New Zealand Tablet, 21 August 1919, Page 18

DISDAIN.

I sat on a fairy rath last night Courting a poet’s mind, While budding stars were bursting white Behind a dribbling wind. And A.ilcen, the queen, was sitting near Weaving in dewy lace A silken web of gossamer To veil a rose’s face. Light showers of roses fell around Her pretty little stores And poured their purest odors round The blue eternal doors. Then seven merry men came there With thyme and mignonette, And danced among the ’ dewdrops where Tell million moons were - set. •They heaped rose petals in a. pile Of cushions for. her toes, And with my songs they gave her smile The sweetness of a rose. ' But Aileen merely smelt the thyme From pearly polished jars, y And sent my tubes of colored rhyme * sing among -the stars. i V_ ■■h —F. R. Higgins, in New Ireland.