The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1903-04-06


(Francois Villon. being about to die,
a worthy friar would fain have shriyed
him. and did earnestly exhort that he
should confess him at this time OF
those acts OF his life which he did
regret. YillOn bade him return yet
again. that he might have time to
think him OF his sins. Upon the good
fathers return Nilion was dead. but
by his side were the following verses
his last, wherein he set forth things
which he did regret. Whereat the
friar was sore grieved and hid then
away among tie manuscripts Of his
abbey. showing them TO no man yet
they were found in some wise The
name Of the friar and the very place
where stood the abbey are forgot, but
the verses have endured unto this
day.
j Francois Ylilon. ta-en az last
no this rude bed where ail must lie,
fain would forget the iurbid past
And lay me- down in peace. 90 die
Would ] b. shrlved2" An. can ] ten2
Ny sins but tribes seem to De,
Nor worth the dignity of hell.
IL not. then lil aNaiis ii me
10 name them one and all-and yet
There be SOME things which resreti
The sack OF abhegs. many a brawi.
score OF knife-thrusts in The dark
Forced oft hv Fate against the vail
And years lu d0nions. cold and stark
These crimes and pains seem far away
Now that come al length 20 diei
iris idle for The past 10 pray
CTis hopeless for the past 20 sigh.
These are q troubled dream-and yet
For them have but scant regret.
The toll my mother lived 10 know
What wears lay in gives for debt.
a pretty song heard long ago.
Where, ! know not when. ! forget;
The crust ! once kept for my one
rfh0ugh all too scant for my poor usel
The friend ! left 20 die alone.
Opardie ihe watchman pressed IA
Trlhes against my crimes 20 set
Yet these are an which J regret
Captains and cui-throats. NOT 4 few
And maideus fair Of many CLINE
Have named me friend iu the wild past
when az He wall0wed IN The slime
Gamblers and rOgues and clever thieves
And unfrocked priests. sorry crew
How atubboruly ihe memory cleaves
10 an who nave befriended yuuI
! drain d cup 60 them--and yet
''fis not Tor such feel regret
Aiv foundered horse who died for me
iNor whip nor spur was bis { weenD
That day the hangman looked To see
Poor Alliou earth and sky uetNeen
A m0ngrci eur who shared my iat
Three bitter winters on The Tie.
He held the r8hble 0n God w0t
One time cheated iu ihe deal.
Twas but an instant whiil fled
Down a vile alley. knoWn 20 me-
Bnck in iae tavern he Jay dead
The gamblers raged-but went freei
Humble poor brltcs at best and vet
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Ana exc ire lilies were s-hlow
Through af ihe sunny fields NJ France
marked one whittier than the snow
And would have gathered it. perchdnce
Had non some trihe ! forget
"a bishops loot eask Of Wine
tlched fypm some carhot-a het-l
Distracted this wild head ~ mine
childish fancy this and YETI
fl is a thing that ! regret!
Again rode through Pioardy
What time the vine WAS lu the pudi
a ilttle maiden smiled on me
] might Rave kissed her and \ waAid
I've known "a thousand maidens since,
And many have been kind 20 me
I've never seen one quite su fair
As She that day in picardy
Ashes on roses these. and yet
They are Che things which regret
I one urfccl iiiy grew for me.
And hiosHomed on another breast.
[ Others have ciasped the little hands
Whose rosy palms J might have pressed
I So as / dle ms wasted youth
Mufks ms dim eve and fading breath
I SIM I have livcd And having lived
That much 's mine I mock 70 deathi
should confess YOU saw But yet
For NE alone J have reerefl
Envoy
I bubtdas OF the vanished wine
10 nhirh my lips were never set
I o Inns thar dimpled close te mine
/ Whose rIlddv warmth ] never met
Father hui trines these and yei--
Theg are the things which : regret
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