<h3 id="The_Sleeping_Beauty">*The Sleeping Beauty</h3>
<p>SO has she lain for centuries unguessed,<br/>
Her waiting face to waiting heaven turned,<br/>
While winds have wooed and ardent suns have burned<br/>
And stars have died to sentinel her rest.</p>
<p>Only the snow can reach her as she lies,<br/>
Far and serene, and with cold finger-tips<br/>
Seal soft the lovely quiet of her lips<br/>
And lightly veil the shadows of her eyes.</p>
<p>Man has no part—his little, noisy years<br/>
Rise to her silence thin and impotent—<br/>
There are no echoes in that vast content,<br/>
No doubts, no dreams, no laughter and no tears!</p>
<blockquote>* A formation of mountain peaks above Vancouver
Harbor, outlining the profile and form of a sleeping maiden.</blockquote>
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