"Thoughts in Loneliness"
FROM "THOUGHTS IN LONELINESS."
I.
The Spark.
There Is a spark dwells deep within my soul.
To get it out into the daylight's glow
Is my life's aim both first and last, the whole.
The Spark.
There Is a spark dwells deep within my soul.
To get it out into the daylight's glow
Is my life's aim both first and last, the whole.
It slips away, it burns and tortures me.
That little spark is all the wealth I know;
That little spark is my life's misery.
That little spark is all the wealth I know;
That little spark is my life's misery.
II.
An Elder Day.
In solitude my life-years drift away;
I babble to my dog, I stir my fire.
I do not feel the loss of yesterday,
'Tis hours fled long since that I desire,
When yonder bent and grizzled serving-man
Who brought my supper in was young.
When, children yet, my parents played among
The grasses, ere my life began.
An Elder Day.
In solitude my life-years drift away;
I babble to my dog, I stir my fire.
I do not feel the loss of yesterday,
'Tis hours fled long since that I desire,
When yonder bent and grizzled serving-man
Who brought my supper in was young.
When, children yet, my parents played among
The grasses, ere my life began.
IV.
Childhood Scenes.
I've longed for home these eight long years, I know.
I long in sleep as well as through the day.
Childhood Scenes.
I've longed for home these eight long years, I know.
I long in sleep as well as through the day.
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