A line-o'-verse or two
Who felt the furnace too:

It hot enough for you?”

And hunt a shady spot;

Believe me, it’s some hot.”

  Consider, too, Abed-nego, Who shared his comrades’ plight:  He didn’t shake his coat and make Himself a holy sight. He didn’t wear suspenders Without a coat and vest; Nor did he scowl and snort and howl, And make himself a pest.

Who shared his comrades’ plight:

Himself a holy sight.

Without a coat and vest;

And make himself a pest.

[Pg 52]  Consider, friends, this trio— How little fuss they made. They didn’t curse when it was worse Than ninety in the shade. They moved about serenely Within the furnace bright, And soon forgot that it was hot, With “no relief in sight.”

[Pg 52]

How little fuss they made.

Than ninety in the shade.

Within the furnace bright,

With “no relief in sight.”

[Pg 53]

[Pg 53]

THE SIMPLE, HEARTFELT LAY

  Lives of poets oft remind us Not to wait too long for Time, But, departing, leave behind us Obvious facts embalmed in rime.

Not to wait too long for Time,


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