_At Englewood On An Afternoon In May_

At Englewood--at cool, shady Englewood! At Englewood to-day everything seems bright and good. Here thrifty orchards blossoming lavishly around Scatter their shell-like petals on the ground. Here fragrance-exhaling lilacs scent the breeze, And the wild-birds carol in the trees. Here are fresh, green gardens,--and between, the flash of tiny rills; And, beyond--behold--the everlasting hills! Here crowds of happy people continuously we meet, On the cars and in the street, And a social spirit everywhere Whispers,--“fellow traveler, abandon care”; “Oh, for one afternoon, at least, be gay!” “Enjoy sweet idleness, partner, while you may.”