Covington Hall

“ That men in their folly life's prizes would call,
I would throw them away,
If but for to-day,
Close, close to my heart, my arms could enfold
The form that I love in love's passionate hold.
Faith,
Hope
And love
I have given to you;
Heart,
Mind
And soul,
I have given them, too;
And I give,—
I have given you all that a dreamer could give. ”

“ Into the strain
The world-free spirit heard.
I would go out there, and gaze
Through the haze
That comes drifting o'er the skies
When the sunshine dies,
And watch night
Kiss to sleep the tired eyes of light. ”

“ Wolfe Weyerhauser's prey —
"'Tis the logic of the ancient world,
And the gospel of today."
Might is right when children die
By thousands in the mills,
When jeweled hands reach down and take
The gold their blood distills ”