162. The Birth Of Jealousy With brooding mien and sultry eyes,
Outside the gates of ParadiseEve sat, and fed the faggot flame
163. The Call In the banquet hall of Progress
God has bidden to a feastAll the women in the East.
164. The Christian’s New Year Prayer Thou Christ of mine, Thy gracious ear low bending
Through these glad New Year days,To catch the countless prayers to heaven ascending-
165. The Coquette Alone she sat with her accusing heart,
That, like a restless comrade, frightened sleep,And every thought that found her left a dart
166. The Cure You may talk of reformations, of the Economic Plan,
That shall stem the Social Evil in its course;But the Ancient Sin of nations, must be got at in THE MAN.
167. The Earth To build a house, with love for architect,
Ranks first and foremost in the joys of life.And in a tiny cabin, shaped for two,
168. The Empty Bowl I held the golden vessel of my soul
And prayed that God would fill it from on high.Day after day the importuning cry
169. The Engine Into the gloom of the deep, dark night,
With panting breath and a startled scream;Swift as a bird in sudden flight
170. The Englishman Born in the flesh, and bred in the bone,
Some of us harbour stillA New World pride: and we flaunt or hide
171. The Forecast It may be that I dreamed a dream; it may be that I saw
The forecast of a time to come by some supernal law.
172. The Goal All roads that lead to God are good;
What matters it, your faith, or mine; Both centre at the goal divine
173. The Gossips A rose in my garden, the sweetest and fairest,
Was hanging her head through the long golden hours;And early one morning I saw her tears falling,
174. The House Of Life All wondering, and eager-eyed, within her portico
I made my plea to Hostess Life, one morning long ago.
175. The Hymn Of The Republic I have listened to the sighing of the burdened and the bound,
I have heard it change to crying, with a menace in the sound;I have seen the money-getters pass unheeding on the way,
176. The Jealous Gods ‘Oh life is wonderful,' she said,
‘And all my world is bright;Can Paradise show fairer skies,
177. The Land Of Content I set out for the Land of Content,
By the gay crowded pleasure-highway,With laughter, and jesting, I went