Continuation I


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    Continuation I

    Easily is your way with me,
    The thrill of it, love's intoxication
    Easily, your motions nearer by me,
    Inspire a deeper giving
    Of a manhood I would dream of me
    Imagining we are as one, happily
    Incredibly, as to me only you can be;
    Living forward to a far-fetched scheme
    I, as if some grand nobility,
    So easily is your way with me
    To inspire what I would wish to be
    Except when dull reality arises me
    With the "Oh-God!" "Oh-God!"
    And I helplessly awake to grieve -
    Oh, how I miss you so!

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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