Weighing the World.
Its gleam and glitter, all its splendid show.
Its pride, its fame in most unstinted measure____
All its allurements that do tempt me so.
I put them in a balance, all together.
Against one heart but one, yet surely mine.
I wished for once to know for certain whether
This way, or that way, would the scales incline.
Then slowly rose the piled-up, shining masses,
As slowly, surely, did that one thing fall.
So I have weighed: and thus the verdict passes:
I find that one true heart is worth them all.
__Ellen P. Allerton.
Walls of Corn and Other Poems
Ellen P. Allerton
(Hiawatha, KS: Harrington Printing Company. 1894)