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First Line: The village spoke: you come again
Last Line: "I answered, ""all my ways led here."
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund

THE village spoke: "You come again,
You left me for a world of men.
How you feel now my former spell?"

And I: "Sweet simpleton, old home --
Much charged, with puzzled heart I come;
I think you are the nonpareil."

At that a breeze, a sigh was heard,
And thus the traveller caught the word,
Love's just and gentle; love you smiled;

But was it not my creed and dream
To fit you for a mightier theme?
You stepped away to join the crowd.

And since, what hills, what skies you've known,
What streets of strength, what speaking stone!
The drama of terrestrial war;

And love the Atlantis, far and near,
And genius brightening sphere on sphere,
That only seemed thought's pleasure-grounds.

Thence come you with this accent dim,
With eyes that gaze till the tears brim?
But look, how small and poor I lie."

The sunny grass danced on the wall,
The smithy clanged, old Jesse Hall
His jacket off, and scythed and sung;

From school the hungry youngsters rushed,
The caravan passed, the mill sluice gushed.
I answered, "all my ways led here."

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