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Texts : Early Emerson Poems : Emerson Poems: A-C : COMPENSATION
CompensationWhy should I keep holiday, When other men have none? Why but because when these are gay, I sit and mourn alone. And why when mirth unseals all tongues Should mine alone be dumb? Ah! late I spoke to silent throngs, And now their hour is come.
from: Emerson, Ralph Waldo. Early Poems of Ralph Waldo Emerson.
New
York, Boston, Thomas Y. Crowell & Company: 1899. Introduction by Nathan
Haskell Dole.
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