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 I GO HOME

My mistress dreams—and me forgot;

For parlour silks I cannot care;

Abroad she will not roam.

But birds invite to sandy grot;

Good warren folk await me there;

So I go home.

Her human sprite’s flown out of house;

Her shoe scarce prints the painted mat;

She dreams of fay and gnome,

And such as in full moon carouse:

So, soft, tap this foot, softlier that—

And I go home.

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