men say in their_ BLINDNESS, _and in spite of the_ FOLLIES _of_ YOUTH, _there is

nothing so_ KINGLY _as_ KINDNESS, _and nothing so_ ROYAL _as_

TRUTH.--_Anonymous_.

 

4. To get a natural effect, where would you use slow and where fast tempo in the

following?

 

_FOOL'S GOLD_

 

See him there, cold and gray, Watch him as he tries to play; No, he doesn't know

the way-- He began to learn too late. She's a grim old hag, is Fate, For she let

him have his pile, Smiling to herself the while, Knowing what the cost would be,

When he'd found the Golden Key. Multimillionaire is he, Many times more rich

than we; But at that I wouldn't trade With the bargain that he made. Came here

many years ago, Not a person did he know; Had the money-hunger bad-- Mad for

money, piggish mad; Didn't let a joy divert him, Didn't let a sorrow hurt him,

Let his friends and kin desert him, While he planned and plugged and hurried On

his quest for gold and power. Every single wakeful hour With a money thought

he'd dower; All the while as he grew older, And grew bolder, he grew colder. And

he thought that some day He would take the time to play; But, say--he was wrong.

Life's a song; In the spring Youth can sing and can fling; But joys wing When

we're older, Like birds when it's colder. The roses were red as he went rushing

by, And glorious tapestries hung in the sky, And the clover was waving 'Neath

honey-bees' slaving; A bird over there Roundelayed a soft air; But the man

couldn't spare Time for gathering flowers, Or resting in bowers, Or gazing at