Things Worth While.

To sit and dream in a shady nook      While the phantom clouds roll by;      To con some long-remembered book      When the pulse of youth beats high.      To thrill when the dying sunset glows      Through the heart of a mystic wood,      To drink the sweetness of some wild rose,      And to find the whole world good.      To bring unto others joy and mirth,      And keep what friends you can;      To learn that the rarest gift on earth      Is the love of your fellow man.      To hold the respect of those you know,      To scorn dishonest pelf;      To sympathize with another's woe,      And just be true to yourself.      To find that a woman's honest love      In this great world of strife      Gleams steadfast like a star, above      The dark morass of life.      To feel a baby's clinging hand,      To watch a mother's smile;      To dwell once more in fairyland--      These are the things worth while.