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First Line: Sitting by my fire alone
Last Line: I shall wear that garment yet.
Subject(s): Solitude; Aging; Poetry & Poets; Love


SITTING by my fire alone,
When the winds are rough and cold,
And I feel myself grow old
Thinking of the summers flown,

I have many a harmless art
To beguile the tedious time:
Sometimes reading some old rhyme
I already know by heart;

Sometimes singing over words
Which in youth's dear day gone by
Sounded sweet, so sweet that I
Had no praises for the birds.

Then, from off its secret shelf
I from dust and moth remove
The old garment of my love,
In the which I wrap myself.

And a little while am vain;
But its rose hue will not bear
The sad light of faded hair;
So I fold it up again,

More in patience than regret
Not a leaf the forest through
But is sung and whispered to.
I shall wear that garment yet.





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