Home says the sweet voice and warm Comfort rises
Holding my soul with velvet-fingered hands
Comfort of leafy lair and lapping fur
Soft couches cushions curtains and the stir
Of easy pleasures that the body prizes
Of soft swift feet to serve the least commands
I shrinkhalf riseand then it murmurs Duty
Again the past rolls outa scroll unfurled
Allegiance and long labor due my lord
Allegiance in an idleness abhorred
I am the squawthe slavethe harem...
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