The House of the Trees
& Other Poems


by Ethelwyn Wetherald



 

The Student



THE student sits within his room,
     So small and worn and white;
His lamp flames out remote and strange
     Through all the hours of night.

And all day long within his face,

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     So small and worn and white,
His eyes flame out—those lamp-like eyes,
     So weirdly, strangely bright. [Page 79]