| 'Tis true I love good company
And there is nothing that I prize At times more highly than to be With them, the witty and the wise. Nor grave high-brows would I despise, If so my humor chanced to be; Yet sometimes something in me cries: "I am my own best company!" I love good company; yea, all___ The poet, sage, philosopher, Each in his turn hath held me thrall And I asked nothing goodlier. And yet a soul-rebellious stir Sometimes will rise and master me. Far from them all, would that I were! I am my own best company! I love good company; I yield Myself completely to my books. Often I wander far a-field With them, ___ cloth-bound or rich de luxe And yet betimes my spirit brooks No charm of prose or poesy. I turn and flee their very looks: I am my own best company. My best beloveds, blame me not, When from your presences I flee To some near, dear, secluded spot: I am my own best company! |
The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
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