Footsteps
Passing ever, early, late,
No fond footsteps seek my gate,
But down the winding road they wend
To some other journey's end.
Yet, — I would not have them wait
Here within my guarded gate,
Certain footsteps I shall know,
And for them I listen low!
No fond footsteps seek my gate,
But down the winding road they wend
To some other journey's end.
Yet, — I would not have them wait
Here within my guarded gate,
Certain footsteps I shall know,
And for them I listen low!
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