A WOMAN who knows how to droop
Her eyes before the world’s bold gaze,
And teach, by silence, just how near
That world dare venture to her ways.
A woman who knows how to lift
Her eyes to mine without dismay—
For innocence is might—
And say that wrong is wrong alway,
That right and truth are best alway,
Eyes heaven-lit and clear, to-night
I’ll take, if for my own I may,
The creed you hold—the right!