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The Absent
Thou art not yet at home in thine own house,But to one room I see thee now confined;
Having one hole like rat or skulking mouse,
And as a mole to all the others blind;
Does the great Day find preference when he shines
In at each window lighting every room?
No selfish wish the moon's bright glance confines,
And each in turn the stars' faint rays illume;
Within thy sleeping room thou dost abide,
And thou the social parlor dost prefer;
Another thou wilt in the cupboard hide,
And this or that's the room for him or her;
But the same sun, and moon with silver face
Look in on all, and lighten every place.
Poem No. 661; early 1840?
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