"The Poet's Corner..."

And you tempt me into your House of Love--

I, who have come from far

Through wintry forest and homeless heath,

Friend of the wind and star?

Ah, I fear the warmth of the ingleside

And the depths of your dear caress

Will make me forget what I learned out there

In the stubble and loneliness!

from "The Moor-child", Blue Smoke

by Karle Wilson