Poems (Commelin)/To Mrs. Wing
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TO MRS. WING,
PRESIDENT OF THE BROOKLYN WOMAN'S CLUB.
Ere the light shall fade away,
Ere the banquet hour shall pass,
While, with cheer, we greet this day,
Bring the toast and fill the glass!
Tribute find for womanhood,
Earnest, thoughtful, sweet and good.
Ere the banquet hour shall pass,
While, with cheer, we greet this day,
Bring the toast and fill the glass!
Tribute find for womanhood,
Earnest, thoughtful, sweet and good.
Like a rich and gay parterre
Filled with flowers of varied hue,
Some so bright and some so rare,
That to choose were hardly fair,
Should we give to all their due,—
Which to pluck I cannot tell
Where so many please me well:—
So, within our woman's realm,
With a woman at the helm,
Varied gifts of heart and mind,
In its treasured wealth we find.
Filled with flowers of varied hue,
Some so bright and some so rare,
That to choose were hardly fair,
Should we give to all their due,—
Which to pluck I cannot tell
Where so many please me well:—
So, within our woman's realm,
With a woman at the helm,
Varied gifts of heart and mind,
In its treasured wealth we find.
While we linger,—ere we part,
Let the thought be here exprest,
Thought that dwells in every heart,
Echo finds in every breast,—
Thanks to her who here hath stood,
Earnest, thoughtful, sweet and good,
Crowned us with her womanhood!
Let the thought be here exprest,
Thought that dwells in every heart,
Echo finds in every breast,—
Thanks to her who here hath stood,
Earnest, thoughtful, sweet and good,
Crowned us with her womanhood!
(Read at the luncheon of the Brooklyn Woman's Club, April, 1887.)