Compensation
After the dry-eyed years of calm content,
There came a dream of homing as I slept,
Which left me, when its beauty was all spent,
Weary and sick at heart; — but then, I wept!
There came a dream of homing as I slept,
Which left me, when its beauty was all spent,
Weary and sick at heart; — but then, I wept!
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