Ideal voices we have greatly loved
of those that death has taken , or of those
that are, for us, even as are the dead
At times we hear them talking in our dreams
at times in thought they echo through the brain
And, with the sound of them, awhile recur
sounds from the first poetry of our lives-
like music,on still nights, far off, that wanes.
of those that death has taken , or of those
that are, for us, even as are the dead
At times we hear them talking in our dreams
at times in thought they echo through the brain
And, with the sound of them, awhile recur
sounds from the first poetry of our lives-
like music,on still nights, far off, that wanes.
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