A Spring Harvest/Domum redit Poeta

by Geoffrey Bache Smith

DOMUN REDIT POETA

O much desired from far away
 And long, I hold thee once again,
Thou undiminished treasury
 Of small delights, yet nowise vain:

The cat curled on the cosy hearth,
 The thrushes in the garden trees,
The memories of younger years,
 The quiet voices, and the peace.