He told a homely tale

He told a homely tale
And spotted it with tears
Upon his infant face was set
The Cicatrice of years

All crumpled was the cheek
No other kiss had known
Than flake of snow, divided with
The Redbreast of the Barn

If Mother in the Grave
Or Father on the Sea
Or Father in the Firmament
Or Brethren, had he

If Commonwealth below,
Or Commonwealth above
Have missed a Barefoot Citizen
I’ve ransomed it alive

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He told a homely tale