Fairest of all the town's adorning;
Her smile is like the radiant spring
when Nature's sweets are blossoming;
Dancing from April into May,
Ideal of their brightest day;
Untouched of any darker power,
Ideal of their fairest flower;
The heart, the voice responsive chimes
The music of the poet's rhymes;
In cloudless eyes the crescent sign
Of soul to sparkle as the wine;
Expectant at the rosiest gate
Of all that for her footsteps wait,
The matchless tableau of the bud
Flowering to fairest womanhood!
O sunshine, wrap her with your gold,
That youth be won ere she be old]
0 hearts anear, instill secure
The precious wisdom of the pure!
That life from loftiest eminence
Flame heavenward in sweet incense.
__A. A. B. Cavaness.
Poems by Two Brothers
A. A. B. Cavaness & J. M. Cavaness
(Chetopa: J. M. Cavaness and Son. 1896)