The dearest old soul in the world!




CONCERNING KAVIN.


When Kavin comes back from the barber,
Although he no longer is young,
One cheek is as soft as his heart,
And the other as smooth as his tongue.




KAVIN AGAIN.


It is not anything he says,
It's just his presence and his smile,
The blarney of his silences
That cocker and beguile.




ACROSS THE TABLE. To A. L. L.