QUIPS AND CRANKS - 1918 . Batoning The mists of the morning, dew wet,Low hovering all fathomless shot by a shining herald of on-coming day. The shadows are melted to glory:The silver-gray turns into gold ;The day. like a flaming rose, blossomsThe closed petals slowly unfold. ^y vA \ l^ Ilottis Ssilt oh, come niv love and lets away!Lets off to Lotus Isle.—And there forgetEarths care and fret,In happiness awhile! Well go my love, well go away, For skies spread fair above, And life will seem A Happy Dream In the Lotus land of Love! y 190

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