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The traveller At The Depot
The traveller at the depot waiting stands,Impatient for the coming of the train;
The night is hastening on, the hour demands
That he the shelter of his home shall gain.
We, too, are travellers here! But short our stay,
And swiftly flies for each the allotted hour;
Swift as declines the sun of winter's day,
Or fades the petals of the summer's flower!
Why do we then our short probation spend,
Unmindful of the night which hastens on;
Unmindful of the soul's true goal, and end;
Until our days and years are fled and gone;
And we no nearer to our heavenly home,
Though the last hour for us on earth has come?
Poem No. 584; c. II January 1862
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