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Fulfilment

Written by: Robert William Service | Biography
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 I sing of starry dreams come true,
 Of hopes fulfilled;
Of rich reward beyond my due,
 Of harvest milled.
The full fruition of the years
 Is mine to hold,
And in despite of toil and tears
 The sun is gold.

I have no hate for any one
 On this good earth;
My days of hardihood are done,
 And hushed my hearth.
No echo of a world afar
 Can trouble me;
Above a grove the evening star
 Serene I see.

No jealousy nor passion base
 Can irk me now;
Recieved am I unto God's grace
 With tranquil brow.
Adieu to love I have and hold,
 Farewell to friend;
In peace and faith my hands I fold
 And wait the end.



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