ASPENS AT CRESHEIM
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She had become a stranger suddenly, Just as all men were strangers; then he knew Why she must be an alien—even she! Since there was nought her human love could do To give him the last access to her soul. Returning came his years as wholly vain— Repeated payment of inutile toll To reach a shrine he would not seek again. It scarcely left him sad to find how wrong Had been his vision of won womanhood— This yearning ache that he had held so long For a full mingling of their separate blood. Freed, solitary now, with unscared eyes He gazed anew at life safe from surprise!