Mother Earth, Vol. 1 No. 4, June 1906 / Monthly Magazine Devoted to Social Science and Literature

Transcriber's Note: Obvious typographical errors have been corrected.



Her will is law. She holds despotic sway.
Her wont has been to show the narrow way
Wherein must tread the world, the bright, the brave,
From infancy to dotard's gloomy grave.
Obey! Obey! with sternness she commands
The high, the low, in great or little lands.
She folds us all within her ample gown.
A forward act is met with angry frown.