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AT LAST by ANNA BUNSTON DE BARY

First Line: THIS IS THE WOOD OFT VISITED IN DREAMS
Last Line: AND LEFT NO PLACE FOR JOY IN ALL THE WOOD.
THIS is the wood oft visited in dreams,
The longed-for scent of pines is in the air,
And this the pictured beech whose foliage streams
Like tresses of some mighty angel's hair.

But now, too late, my very feet may stand
Where long the unsubstantial dream feet stood;
Regret hath marshalled here her phantom band
And left no place for joy in all the wood.



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