Poetry of Kansas

At the Falls.

In this deep solitude, amid the roar
    Of falling waters, and soft folds of spray,
I sit upon the green and sedgy shore
    Sit silent, while the river rolls away.
What heed I here the hollow masquerade
    That men call life? It surely heeds not me:
I am not missed from the gay cavalcade
    None whisper, "This was her place, where is she?"
Little I reck! The page upon my knee
    Talks honestly, and yon white waterfall
Pours a deep voice of truth unceasingly,
    While the gay world is but a masquer's ball.

__Ellen P. Allerton.

Walls of Corn and Other Poems
Ellen P. Allerton
(Hiawatha, KS: Harrington Printing Company. 1894)
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