ONLY.

Only a sentence earnest spoke, With never a thought to word it, Fell like balm from the sea of calm, On the aching heart that heard it.

Only a glance, a scornful smile, A wavering purpose altered, Goaded a hand the crime to do At which before it faltered.

Only a kiss, a love caress, Tender and trustful given, Banished a cloud from brow of care, Made home a woman's Heaven.

Only a secret, chance disclosed, Whence secret should be never, A doubt crept into the heart that loved And its light went out forever.

Only a prayer, a wrong confessed, By suppliant lowly kneeling, Opened the gate where the angels wait, Life's Eden field revealing.

Careful then scatter the little things, They make life drear and lonely, Or strew its way with flowers gay,— We live by trifles only.