Perpetual Light : a memorial by William Rose Benét
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Oh gross, weak, dumb thing,
Rise--dare a part! For here--is something That breaks my heart!" THE ADORATION Now, like withdrawing music Where pillared aisles implore, You are a vanished choir, A soft-closed door. Victorious voices blended Fade, and I kneel still-hearted. Sudden my life is ended. We have parted. Lost in the vault's vast splendor My ghost goes rising, thinning. Can heartbreak be an end, or Some strange beginning? TALISMAN Each cup shall be broken, Each tower shall fall, All drink be bitter, Bitter as gall, |
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