PRELUDE. 



/I BOOK of songs, a jar of wine, 



A loaf, and Thou, dear friend of mine, 

 Beside me in the Wilderness; 

 Oh ! then the Wilderness would be 

 Arcadia indeed to me, 



So great would be my happiness. 



Paraphrased from the Persian of Omar Khayyam. 



'T~* O A ready hast thou ne'er been? 



Then let me %ive the mystic key, 

 The password that shall take thee in 

 To Arcady. 



LOVE. Love that worketh charity; 

 That holdeth all mankind as kin; 

 That beareth human sympathy. 



Love is the only door therein; 



And Love, the " open sesame " 

 Whereby thou may'st an entrance win 

 To Arcadv. 



