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<h2><!-- page 59--><span class="pagenum"></span>THE POET’S HAT</h2>
<p>The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,<br/>
He passed through the doorway into the street,<br/>
A strong wind lifted his hat from his head,<br/>
And he uttered some words that were far from sweet.<br/>
And then he started to follow the chase,<br/>
And put on a spurt that was wild and fleet,<br/>
It made the people pause in a crowd,<br/>
And lay odds as to which would beat.</p>
<p>The street cad scoffed as he hunted the hat,<br/>
The errand-boy shouted hooray!<br/>
The scavenger stood with his broom in his hand,<br/>
And smiled in a very rude way;<br/>
And the clergyman thought, ‘I have heard many words,<br/>
But never, until to-day,<br/>
Did I hear any words that were quite so bad<br/>
As I heard that young man say.’</p>
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