MARION-COUNTY MAN HOMESICK ABROAD
I, who had hobnobbed with the shades of kings,
And canvassed grasses from old masters’ graves,
And in cathedrals stood and looked at things
In niches, crypts and naves;—
My heavy heart was sagging with its woe,
Nor Hope to prop it up, nor Promise, nor
One woman’s hands—and O I wanted so
To be felt sorry for!