<h2><SPAN name="page40"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>REALISATION<br/> (At the Old Homestead)</h2>
<p class="poetry">I tread the paths of earlier times<br/>
Where all my steps were set to rhymes.</p>
<p class="poetry">I gaze on scenes I used to see<br/>
When dreaming of a vague To be.</p>
<p class="poetry">I walk in ways made bright of old<br/>
By hopes youth-limned in hues of gold.</p>
<p class="poetry">But lo! those hopes of future bliss<br/>
Seem dull beside the joy that <i>is</i>.</p>
<p class="poetry">My noonday skies are far more bright<br/>
Than those dreamed of in morning’s light,</p>
<p class="poetry">And life gives me more joys to hold<br/>
Than all it promised me of old.</p>
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