Rest, only rest, of silence’s this maze,
The flick’ring, stern lanterns glow,
Now that I recall not thy voice’s grace,
But how it slays me, though, I know.
Tetrameter Twenty-nine
By
By
Rest, only rest, of silence’s this maze,
The flick’ring, stern lanterns glow,
Now that I recall not thy voice’s grace,
But how it slays me, though, I know.
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