Crumpled Leaves

is blessed who has a bed Where he may sleep and dream. And so again I give heart thanks For common boons of man, Tho idly I must watch poor Life Drag Pain's dull caravan! RESTRAINT I long to roam the wide earth unrestrained, To see my yearning wishes all attained, To wander through the shady forest glen, And feel the freedom of the world again,? But I can knit! Long row on row, to lull the wants of me And weave the liberty of life. I'm free? For I can knit! I long to gain a knowledge of the earth, Of men, of countries and of every worth. I cannot loiter where the great and wise Drop words of wonder and philosophize,? But I can read! Books are the panacea for dull days, Transforming monotones to hymns of praise, For I can read! I long to see a wide expanse of sky With fairy clouds, sun-burnished, floating by; I long to climb and scale the dizzy height To feel the wafted measure of their might,? But I can dream! I shut my eyes and all the sky possess, I lose the dross of mundane ugliness, For I can dream! I long to carry joy among mankind, And, finding some one sorrowful of mind, To give to him a comforting caress, To place new hopes where battered hopes dis- tress, But I can love! I'll send the waves of thought with vital verve To stir the veil which hides the soul. I serve, For I can love! IRON CROSSES Great courage and surpassing bravery, In this world's battle, win the serv...