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.