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Duncan Campbell Scott - The Ghost`s Story
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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
  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,
I grew aweary of the void,
  Even of the light foot-fall.

From loneliness to loneliness
  I felt my spirit grope--
At last I knew the uttermost,
  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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