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19
Byways to the Heart
You have your byways to the heart of man,Secluded paths that wander waywardly,
Unmapped, untracked, obedient to no plan,—
Paths that you take, we know not how or why:—
The tremor of a voice that haunts us yet;
Familiar words that somehow move to tears;
The song of thrush, the scent of violet,
With memories fraught of half-forgotten years;
A wistful look on a belovèd face;
A wave of pity for a soul distrest:—
Moments in which we thrill to your embrace,
Yet know not by whose love our hearts are blest;
Moments in which, 'mid round of earthly cares,
We entertain your godhead unawares.
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