[from Collected Works, T.E.Brown]


To live within-a cave—it is most good.
But, if God make a day,
And some one come, and say
" Lo ! I have gathered faggots in the wood!"
E’en let him stay,
And light a fire, and fan a temporal mood!

So sit till morning ! When the light is grown
That he the path can read,
Then bid the man God-speed!
His morning is not thine ; yet must thou own
They have a cheerful warmth—those ashes on the stone.


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