The
savage of the fading past
A lordly grandeur felt,
When
he could count a dozen scalps
Hung loosely from his belt.
The
savage of the present day
Thinks he’s among the arts,
When
he can dangle from his belt
A dozen female hearts.
March
4, 1893
Pub.
in Camb. Press,
Jan.
27, 1894
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