| SPOOKS Last night I dreamed that I was come again Unto the house where my beloved dwells After long years of wandering and pain. And I stood out beneath the drenching rain And all the street was bare, and black with night, But in my true love's house was warmth and light. Yet I could not draw near nor enter in, And long I wondered if some secret sin Or old, unhappy anger held me fast; Till suddenly it came into my head That I was killed long since and lying dead— Only a homeless wraith that way had passed. So thus I found my true love's house again And stood unseen amid the winter night And the lamp burned within, a rosy light, And the wet street was shining in the rain. From Spirits in Bondage
Spirits in Bondage: A Cycle of Lyrics. Copyright © 1919 by C. S. Lewis Pte. Ltd. All rights reserved. Used with permission of HarperCollins Publishers. | 
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