TO MRS. E. T. BROCKWAY,
PRESIDENT OF THE BROOKLYN WOMAN'S CLUB.
April, month of smiles and tears,
Bright with hope or dark with fears,
Bring but fairest skies to-day,
Chase thy clouds and gloom away,
Thou, oh Muse, inspire my lay!
Womanhood to Woman brings
Thanks and loyal offerings.
Bright with hope or dark with fears,
Bring but fairest skies to-day,
Chase thy clouds and gloom away,
Thou, oh Muse, inspire my lay!
Womanhood to Woman brings
Thanks and loyal offerings.
For our guest who served us long
Bring the tribute of a song!
She who filled our honored place,
Added to it beauty, grace,
Crowns our board with her fair face.
Honor to the gifts she lent,
Honor to our President!
Bring the tribute of a song!
She who filled our honored place,
Added to it beauty, grace,
Crowns our board with her fair face.
Honor to the gifts she lent,
Honor to our President!
Strew her path to-day with flowers,
Fading signs for fadeless hours:
She who long for us hath sought
Woman's weal with woman's thought,
Work with noblest meaning fraught,—
She is here our guest to-day,
Strew her path with flowers gay!
Honor to the gifts she lent,
Honor to our President!
Fading signs for fadeless hours:
She who long for us hath sought
Woman's weal with woman's thought,
Work with noblest meaning fraught,—
She is here our guest to-day,
Strew her path with flowers gay!
Honor to the gifts she lent,
Honor to our President!
(Read at the luncheon tendered to Mrs. Brockway, on her retirement from office, April, 1886.)