Collection of Kansas Poetry

COMPILED BY
Miss Hattie Horner
 
                                                                                                                       

26KANSAS COLLECTION. 

 
TO DEATH. 

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I know thou lurkest somewhere down the way, 
  Specter, whom all men seek though all men dread; 
  In some safe nook beside the path I tread__
Thou sittest, grim, and day by weary day, 
When shadows' lengthen, "Surely," thou dost say, 
  "He comes at eve;", at eve, unvisited, 
  "To-night he comes;" and when the night is fled, 
"And yet he comes, nor will he long delay." 
 
Yea, Death, I come. But thou shalt not affright 
  "The forward fall of my unfaltering feet, 
    Nor flutter the even coming of my breath. 
  Not at the last as strangers shall we meet; 
On hopeless ways, no helpful star in sight, 
    I have already faced and proved thee, Death. 
 
TO KANSAS. 
 
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NOT for thy outward charms of form and face, 
    Careful to leave no feature unexpressed, 
    As if for beauty's sake we loved thee best, 
We bring thee praise; nor for thy pride of race, 
Nor for thy wealth that waxeth great apace; 
    Nor will we vaunt, with low and swinish zest, 
    The milky richness of thy mother-breast, 
Like unweaned babes that know no higher grace.   
 
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