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<hr class="full" /> <div class="c"> <ANTIMG src="images/cover.jpg" height-obs="550" alt="" /></div> {1}  <h1>Rosemary and Pansies</h1> EFFIE SMITH <ANTIMG src="images/colophon.png" width-obs="120" alt="" /> BOSTON RICHARD G. BADGER THE GORHAM PRESS 1909 {2} Copyright, 1909, by Effie Smith All Rights Reserved The Gorham Press, Boston, U. S. A. {3}  <h2>DEDICATION TO THE MEMORY OF MY BROTHER MARVIN </h2> {4}  {5}  <h2>CONTENTS</h2> <table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" summary=""> <tr><td valign="top">At the Grave of One Forgotten</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">9</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Shepherds’ Vision</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">11</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Heredity</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">12</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Wood Fire</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">13</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">A New Year’s Hope</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">14</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">To a Silver Dollar</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">15</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Preparation</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">16</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Ghosts</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">18</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Rainbow</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">19</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Heroes</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">20</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Recompense</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">21</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Test</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">22</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">To a Dead Baby</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">23</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Thanksgiving</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">24</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Under Roofs</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">25</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Forever</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">26</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">If Christ Should Come</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">27</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Gifts</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">29</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Benefaction</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">30</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Historic Ground</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">31</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">A Mountain Graveyard</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">32</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">After the Last Lesson</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">34</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Road to Church</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">35</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Patchwork Quilt</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">38</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">My Brother</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">41</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">In Fuller Measure</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">42</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">October</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">43</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Benignant Death</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">44</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">The Unreturning</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">45</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">When a Hundred Years Have Passed</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">46</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Fallen Leaves</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">48</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">December Snow</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">49</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Trust</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">50</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Toward Sunrise</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">51</td></tr> <tr><td valign="top">Good Night</td><td class="rt" valign="bottom">52</td></tr> </table> {6}  {7}  {8}  {9}  ROSEMARY AND PANSIES <h2>AT THE GRAVE OF ONE FORGOTTEN</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> In a churchyard old and still, Where the breeze-touched branches thrill To and fro, Giant oak trees blend their shade O’er a sunken grave-mound, made Long ago. </div> <div class="stanza"> No stone, crumbling at its head, Bears the mossed name of the dead Graven deep; But a myriad blossoms’ grace Clothes with trembling light the place Of his sleep. </div> <div class="stanza"> Was a young man in his strength Laid beneath this low mound’s length, Heeding naught? Did a maiden’s parents wail As they saw her, pulseless, pale, Hither brought? </div> <div class="stanza"> Was it else one full of days, Who had traveled darksome ways, And was tired, Who looked forth unto the end, And saw Death come as a friend Long desired?{10} </div> <div class="stanza"> Who it was that rests below Not earth’s wisest now may know, Or can tell; But these blossoms witness bear They who laid the sleeper there Loved him well. </div> <div class="stanza"> In the dust that closed him o’er Planted they the garden store Deemed most sweet, Till the fragrant gleam, outspread, Swept in beauty from his head To his feet. </div> <div class="stanza"> Still, in early springtime’s glow, Guelder-roses cast their snow O’er his rest; Still sweet-williams breathe perfume Where the peonies’ crimson bloom Drapes his breast. </div> <div class="stanza"> Passing stranger, pity not Him who lies here, all forgot, ’Neath this earth; Some one loved him—more can fall To no mortal. Love is all Life is worth. {11}</div> </div></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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