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2004
Whiles in the early Winter eve
We pass amid the gathering night
Some homestead that we had to leave
Years past; and see its candles bright
Shine in the room beside the door
Where we were merry years agone
But now must never enter more,
As still the dark road drives us on.
E’en so the world of men may turn
At even of some hurried day
And see the ancient glimmer burn
Across the waste that hath no way;
Then with that faint light in its eyes
A while I bid it linger near
And nurse in wavering memories
The bitter-sweet of days that were.
Rendered into HTML on Sunday December 15 13:45:06 CST 2002, by Steve Thomas for The University of Adelaide Library Electronic Texts Collection.
This etext was prepared from the 1904 Longmans, Green, and Co. edition by David Price, email ccx074@coventry.ac.uk.
For offline reading, the complete set of pages is available for download from http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/m/m87hw/m87hw.zip