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Pleasure

With business haste, or with a worldly mind
Men Pleasure seek, as they some work would do;
But in the beaten track they fail to find
The rest they need, or prize that they pursue.
In some by-path, or quiet nook she hides,
Away from public haunts, and worldly eyes;
With those who love her truly there abides,
And with her choicest gifts doth them surprise.
The tired laborer doth find her there,
At home returning from his daily toil;
The city dweller doth her visits share,
Fleeing the city's dust, and loud turmoil;
While crowds, that speed in haste o'er land and sea,
But seldom meet, or share her company.
Poem No. 834; c. 16 August 1878