Page:Ldpd 14012191 000.pdf/62

This page has been validated.

DOMUN REDIT POETA

O much desired from far away
 And long, I hold thee once again,
Thou undiminished treasury
 Of small delights, yet nowise vain:

The cat curled on the cosy hearth,
 The thrushes in the garden trees,
The memories of younger years,
 The quiet voices, and the peace.

62

This article is issued from Wikisource. The text is available under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 unless otherwise noted. Additional terms may apply for the media files.