Must still unheeded roll,
For one low utterance that found
An echo in my soul.
John Banister Tabb (b. 1845)
I have “Compensation” as the title of these verses, but it must surely be incorrect. If a man passes through life unrecognised by kindred souls, it is the reverse of ‘compensation’ to him if he also fails to recognise other sympathetic natures.
The author is, or was, an American Catholic priest.
What we gave, we have;
What we spent, we had;