We are such stuff as dreams are made on.
What are you made of?
With sweetness unabated
Informed the hour had come
With no remiss of triumph
The autumn started home -
Her home to be with Nature
As competition done
By influential kinsmen
Invited to return
In supple...
Years - had been - from Home -
And now - before the Door -
I dared not open - lest a face
I never saw before
Stare vacant into mine -
And ask my Business there -
My Business - just a Life I left -
Was...