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TO PYRRHA IN THE POCONOS, by                    
First Line: Sweet, you have gone for a season's vacationing
Last Line: You are expected at home in a week!
Subject(s): Homer (10th Century B.c.); Poetry & Poets; Iliad; Odyssey


Sweet, you have gone for a season's vacationing,
Far from Manhattan's three million or so;
New Street, the scene of my once frequent stationing --
Why, but to meet you? -- seems empty and slow.

Dull is the vista of Wall Street and Trinity;
Broadway is just a delusion and snare;
Wanly I view each familiar vicinity,
Knowing and grieving that you are not there.

Dining alone in a haunt of the Villagers
Here on West Fourth Street, I try to forget;
Scant is the comfort from Pirates and pillagers;
Ah, none at all, from a green cigarette!

What has the playhouse of verve or variety?
All that is thrilling and new has been shown;
What were the brightest and best, but satiety,
Seen without holding your hand in my own?

Yet there is balm for my spirit in Gilead;
Hope for the heart that is chastened and meek;
Else were the tale of my sorrows an Iliad;
You are expected at home in a week!





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