70 br br 'Arcturus' is his other name— br I'd rather call him 'Star.' br It's very mean of Science br To go and interfere! br br I slew a worm the other day— br A 'Savant' passing by br Murmured 'Resurgam'—'Centipede'! br 'Oh Lord—how frail are we'! br br I pull a flower from the woods— br A monster with a glass br Computes the stamens in a breath— br And has her in a 'class'! br br Whereas I took the Butterfly br Aforetime in my hat— br He sits erect in 'Cabinets'— br The Clover bells forgot. br br What once was 'Heaven' br Is 'Zenith' now— br Where I proposed to go br When Time's brief masquerade was done br Is mapped and charted too. br br What if the poles should frisk about br And stand upon their heads! br I hope I'm ready for 'the worst'— br Whatever prank betides! br br Perhaps the 'Kingdom of Heaven's' changed— br I hope the 'Children' there Won't be 'new fashioned' when I come— br And laugh at me—and stare— br br I hope the Father in the skies br Will lift his little girl— br Old fashioned—naught—everything— br Over the stile of 'Pearl.