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The Spike: or, Victoria College Review, June 1913

The Beggarman

The Beggarman.

The beggarman walked on a lonely road,
And a tear stood in his eye,
"They have all a home in the earth," he cried,
"But where in the world have I?

Witness, ye wandering winds of the sky,
No shelter have I to my head,
For I have been to the ends of the earth,
And back," the beggarman said.

A shiver of wind came out of the West,
Where the evening star shone cold,
Where the birds swung home through the luminous air,
Black in an Even of gold.

A far-away melody floated across,
The beggarman loitered to hear;
And the tremulous notes of a fireside song
Were borne to his listening ear.

The beggarman wept as he went on his way,
"Alas and alas" was his cry,
"They have all a home in the earth," he said,
"But none in the world have I."