In Neglect

He is scornful of folk his scorn cannot reach.
THEY leave us so to the way we took, 
As two in whom they were proved mistaken, 
That we sit sometimes in the wayside nook, 
With mischievous, vagrant, seraphic look, 
And try if we cannot feel forsaken. 


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