24
PARTISAN REVIEW
BENEFIT
Ardent fruits of action freeze
To balls of gold on parlor trees,
The coat that keeps the farmer warm
Next year becomes the student's whim:
My native air has power to turn
The marrow into bric-a-brac.
When all the night is at its back
A window forms a looking-glass
Where women greet their vanity:
The hunger of the subject class
Reflects our pity, so that we
Eating, remember others' lack,
And taste compassion in our tea.
Anne Channing
THE PRIORESS' TALE
Once in a time praised for its unity
A child passed the Jewry, carrying his song,
With his tender windpipe and small tongue
Beaming music on black masonry.
The Belgian child of severed hands
Could yield a legend of a like beauty,
But the parent lie in its wild state
Burns with disorder and misery.
'Jews wore white tunics, a badge at the breast,
Must keep to th.eir houses during Christian feasts.'
Dissolve the orders of our memory.
Anne Channing
