IF thou dost read this book with but thine eye,
Seeing alone the printed pages turn
In dry succession, little shalt thou learn;
Save that it hath no lesson there for thee,
The thing unmeaning to thy mind will be;
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If with thy heart and brain, then thou 'It discern
The flaming truths which in these pages burn,
Shedding a light on human history;
Read with thy heart and brain, then, read and know
The knowledge that one man had of mankind,
And thou 'It possess a precious gift indeed;
If thou canst not, - then do not try to read,
But fling the book unto the boisterous wind, -
'T will turn each page as well, when the light breezes blow.
O. W.
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