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FULL CIRCLE
Child East came, laughed, and fled;
Lad South came, glowed, and sped.
Lad South came, glowed, and sped.
Limp West, who's feebly kind,
Potters about a bed,
Pulls up and down the blind
And shakes his rheumy head.
Potters about a bed,
Pulls up and down the blind
And shakes his rheumy head.
Yet how the Child and Lad,
Two runaways from rest,
Can leap from warmth they had
In Memory's breast!
Two runaways from rest,
Can leap from warmth they had
In Memory's breast!
The Child shall tread a spade
In sand that shone of old;
The Lad shall pluck a maid
Her brookside marigold,
Present be past,—a glade,
A wound, a passion told!
In sand that shone of old;
The Lad shall pluck a maid
Her brookside marigold,
Present be past,—a glade,
A wound, a passion told!
West, shall we run to East
Behind returning South
To share a nursery feast,
With sugar in the mouth;
Twirl yet once more a top,
Sow darling names in cress,
See Mothers never stop
From loving loveliness;
Race back with Lad to mount
The horse of life, and keep
Big courage for the count
Of what's ahead to leap;
Fall, rise, endure, renew,
Examine, learn, attain,
Then tuck the fair review
In Memory's bed again?
Behind returning South
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With sugar in the mouth;
Twirl yet once more a top,
Sow darling names in cress,
See Mothers never stop
From loving loveliness;
Race back with Lad to mount
The horse of life, and keep
Big courage for the count
Of what's ahead to leap;
Fall, rise, endure, renew,
Examine, learn, attain,
Then tuck the fair review
In Memory's bed again?
Joy, at the birth of breath,
With miracles begun,
As though to sweeten death,
Gave man two lives in one.
For me, I shall not fear
The pang of setting forth
From recollection here
To Love behind the North.
With miracles begun,
As though to sweeten death,
Gave man two lives in one.
For me, I shall not fear
The pang of setting forth
From recollection here
To Love behind the North.
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