Page:Poems, Volume 2, Coates, 1916.djvu/74

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HEART-ROOM

THE heart has room for gladness,
None for joyless things and dull;
Such a very little sadness
Fills it over-full.
So, with boundless space for loving,
Enmity it deems excess,
Just a little hatred proving
Too great bitterness.

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