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Walter de la Mare - Comfort
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As I mused by the hearthside,
Puss said to me;
"there burns the fire , man,
and here sit we.

Four walls around us
against the cold air;
and the latch drawn close
to the draughty stair.

A roof o`er our heads
star-proof, moon immune,
and a wind in the chimney
to wail us a tune."

"What felicity!" miaowed he,
"where none may intrude;
just man and beast- met
in this solitude!"

"Dear God, what security,
comfort and bliss!
and to think, too what ages
have brought us to this!"

"You in your sheep`s` wool coat,
buttons of bone,
and me in my fur-about
on the warm hearthstone"
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