<h2><SPAN name="page54"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>COMRADES</h2>
<p class="poetry">I and my Soul are alone to-day,<br/>
All in the shining weather;<br/>
We were sick of the world, and put it away,<br/>
So we could rejoice together.</p>
<p class="poetry">Our host, the Sun, in the blue, blue sky<br/>
Is mixing a rare, sweet wine,<br/>
In the burnished gold of this cup on high,<br/>
For me, and this Soul of mine.</p>
<p class="poetry">We find it a safe and royal drink,<br/>
And a cure for every pain;<br/>
It helps us to love, and helps us to think,<br/>
And strengthens body and brain.</p>
<p class="poetry">And sitting here, with my Soul alone,<br/>
Where the yellow sun-rays fall,<br/>
Of all the friends I have ever known<br/>
I find it the <i>best</i> of all.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page55"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
55</span>We rarely meet when the world is near,<br/>
For the World hath a pleasing art<br/>
And brings me so much that is bright and dear<br/>
That my Soul it keepeth apart.</p>
<p class="poetry">But when I grow weary of mirth and glee,<br/>
Of glitter, glow, and splendour,<br/>
Like a tried old friend it comes to me,<br/>
With a smile that is sad and tender.</p>
<p class="poetry">And we walk together as two friends may,<br/>
And laugh and drink God’s wine.<br/>
Oh, a royal comrade any day<br/>
I find this Soul of mine.</p>
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