Lundy's Lane and Other Poems

by Duncan Campbell Scott


 

THE GHOST'S STORY


 

ALL my life long I heard the step
  Of some one I would know,
Break softly in upon my days
  And lightly come and go.

A FOOT so brisk I said must bear

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  A heart that's clean and clear;
If that companion blithe would come,
  I should be happy here.

BUT though I waited long and well,
  He never came at all,

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I grew aweary of the void,
  Even of the light foot-fall.

FROM loneliness to loneliness
  I felt my spirit grope—
As last I knew the uttermost,

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  The loneliness of hope.

AND just upon the border land,
  Where flesh and spirit part,
I knew the secret foot-fall was
  The beating of my heart.

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