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Not from a heart at ease
 Bled this pure passion.
Honor he served the while
 Loud tongues decried him,
Beauty the more because
 Much was denied him;
Pan in the darkness laid
 Paths for his roaming,
Thorn-branch and rue were cut
 For his home-coming.

III
Lifeblood and spirit-fire
 Went to its making:
Who knows what planet ruled
 At its awaking?
Plenty may starve a soul,
 Dearth feed another,
Joy bring to one the gift
 Grief gives his brother;
One finds a Calvary
 In Eden-places,
One builds all beauty from
 Beauty's faint traces . . . .
Weal-star or bale-star may
 Pilot the roaming,
Yet will a singer's heart
 Sing at home-coming.

Mrs. Schuyler Van Rensselaer
The North American Review

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