In some cold, heavy dream?
But have returned home,
As one at eventide
By his swept fireside
Sitteth, but not alone.
So steadfast are the laws
That bind us each to each,
They scarcely give us pause
To weep that which they teach.
In some cold, heavy dream?
But have returned home,
As one at eventide
By his swept fireside
Sitteth, but not alone.
So steadfast are the laws
That bind us each to each,
They scarcely give us pause
To weep that which they teach.