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Still in the high elms , there runs a whispered dirge Of leaves in motion , the remembered surge Of waves within a shell , hollow and smooth , Some far , faint song from the netherland of youth . Ode How many days now , how many months ...
Still in the high elms , there runs a whispered dirge Of leaves in motion , the remembered surge Of waves within a shell , hollow and smooth , Some far , faint song from the netherland of youth . Ode How many days now , how many months ...
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The wave breaks upon the shore below ; a solitary curlew cries ; the devout observer passes on . ... Divide the silver furrows of the sea , Following the moonwake on the waves , And at the cold hour of windfall meet with dawn .
The wave breaks upon the shore below ; a solitary curlew cries ; the devout observer passes on . ... Divide the silver furrows of the sea , Following the moonwake on the waves , And at the cold hour of windfall meet with dawn .
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Waves of sound , the music you made Surround me , mind and heart , like the waves Of this other sea , whence my prayer Goes up for you - ' O rose , thou art sick'— ( Open my heart , closed most of life to life At strife with itself ...
Waves of sound , the music you made Surround me , mind and heart , like the waves Of this other sea , whence my prayer Goes up for you - ' O rose , thou art sick'— ( Open my heart , closed most of life to life At strife with itself ...
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