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I HAVE SEEN thee play thy music in life's dancing hall; in the sudden leaf- burst of spring thy laughter has come to greet me; and lying among field flowers I have heard in the grass thy whisper.

The child has brought to my house the message of thy hope, and the woman the music of thy love.

Now I am waiting on the seashore to feel thee in death, to find life's refrain back again in the star songs of the night.

 

 

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