My sorrowing leaflets quiver."

Still in the dark and tangled wood,
Still doth the Aspen quiver.
The haughty tree doth bear a curse,
Her leaflets aye must shiver.



THE LITTLE MUD-SPARROWS

_Jewish Legend_

ELIZABETH STUART PHELPS


I like that old, kind legend
Not found in Holy Writ,
And wish that John or Matthew
Had made Bible out of it.

But though it is not Gospel,
There is no law to hold
The heart from growing better
That hears the story told:--

How the little Jewish children
Upon a summer day,
Went down across the meadows
With the Child Christ to play.