Thy worthiest love to a worthless coun- | The patient angel waiting for his place terfeit. In the new Heavens: because nor sin 152 II They found their way, for their part, Ye come again and complain, Complain, and are not fain To say what they saw in her heart. II. I. ART thou indeed so adverse? IJ. O recreant lips unthankful, How could ye speak evil, say, We made her a bow and curtsey, Each with a compliment in it, V. After her health we asked, Our care and regard to evince(We have made the very same speeches To many an old cat since). VI. We also sate and wisely Discoursed, as old folks do, Complaining how all went better In those good times we knew, VII. How love and truth and believing Of the man who so well has kissed On many a fortunate day? you III. 1. My child, we were two children, Small, merry by childhood's law; We used to crawl to the hen-house, And hide ourselves in the straw. VIII. The children's games are over, The world, the good games, the good times, The belief, and the love, and the truth. And all in fawn; and four tame whelps of bears. Come to me, Sweet! thou shalt have all of those In change for love! I will not halve the shares. Leave the blue sea, with pure white arms extended To the dry shore; and in my cave's recess, Thou shalt be gladder for the noonlight ended, For here be laurels, spiral cypresses, Dark ivy, and a vine whose leaves enfold Most luscious grapes; and here is water cold, The wooded Etna pours down through the trees From the white snows,-which gods were scarce too bold To drink in turn with nectar. Who with these Would choose the salt wave of the lukewarm seas? Nay, look on me? If I am hairy and rough, I have an oak's heart in me; there's a |