A loss of something ever felt I The first that I could recollect Bereft I was-of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect A mourner walked among the children I notwithstanding went about As one bemoaning a Dominion Itself the only Prince cast out Elder,Today,a session wiser And fainter,too,as Wiseness is- I find myself still softly searching For my Delinquent Palaces- And a Suspicion,like a finger Touches my Forehead now and then That I am looking oppositely For the site of the Kingdom of Heaven@};-
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