To One Who Was Very Kind
Out of the wind and darkness of the night—
Blown leaves upon the first cool breath of fall—
Into the little circle of my light
By chance you came, heart-wise, buoyant and tall,
Searching a place to lay your silver head;
And I who knew that ancient genteel town
Found hospice for you and a restful bed
Near college walls with ivy overgrown.
Thus friendship flowered till it knows nor end
Nor time but deems that in old glory-lands
Beyond recall we have once met before,—
In gay Provence or on some Grecian shore;
Or else whence comes your great strength to defend,
Your faith that conquers, love that understands?
Blown leaves upon the first cool breath of fall—
Into the little circle of my light
By chance you came, heart-wise, buoyant and tall,
Searching a place to lay your silver head;
And I who knew that ancient genteel town
Found hospice for you and a restful bed
Near college walls with ivy overgrown.
Thus friendship flowered till it knows nor end
Nor time but deems that in old glory-lands
Beyond recall we have once met before,—
In gay Provence or on some Grecian shore;
Or else whence comes your great strength to defend,
Your faith that conquers, love that understands?
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