_Editor of "The Golden Treasury of American Songs and Lyrics," etc.
_1897_
TO THE
REVERED MEMORY
OF A
GREAT SCHOLAR AND GREAT TEACHER
WHOM I WAS ONCE PROUD
TO CALL MY FRIEND,
Frances James Child,
THIS LITTLE BOOK
IS GRATEFULLY INSCRIBED.
_In "Cap and Gown" you look in vain
For epic or heroic strain.
Not ours to scale the heights sublime,
Which hardly masters dare to climb;
We only sing of youth and joy,
And love,--the credo of the boy!_