RETRO SATHANAS.

By Edith Nesbit

“REFUSE, refrain: for this is not the love

The Annunciation Angel warned you of;

This is the little candle, not the sun;

It burns, but will not warm, unhappy one!”

“But ah! suppose the sun should never shine,

Then what an anguish of regret were mine

To know that even from this I turned away!

Candles may serve, if there should be no day.”

“Nay, better to go cold your whole life long

Than do the sun, than do your soul such wrong:

And if the sun shine not, be life's the blame

And yours the pride, who scorned the meaner flame.”