POETRY.
A BALLAD OF AUTHORS AND BOOKS..
IN the coves of the Island of Treasure, On the tropical Beach of Falese, I have taken unlimited pleasure, Wafted there by a favouring breeze.
I have lingered with Lang and his Bookmen,.
I have Gossiped the day long with Gosse, But. have wearied of Stead and his spook-men,.
And have steadfastly wished for their loss.
I have studied Vanbrugh and Pinero, Ford and Webster, Kit Marlowe and Jones;.
Whilst, to me, Oscar Wilde was a hero, With his wittily cynical tones : But, so long as "A Doll's House" the craze is,.
I am sure that the public might see If they wish for a play that amazes, They can get one much better from me.
I have shared in each joy and each sorrow Of the garrulous "Warriors Three," I have travelled in Spain with George Borrow, I have tasted the Autocrat's tea, I have listened to Barrie's sweet "Thrumming," And enjoyed "Lady Windermere's Fan," But I think of the writer who's coming, And I wonder if I am the man. G. B..
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