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It sheds a shy solemnity,
This lamp in our poor room.
O grey and gold amenity, —Silence and gentle gloom!
Wide from the world, a stolen
We claim, and none may
How love blooms like a tardy
Here in the day's after-glow.
And even should the world break
With jealous threat and guile,
The world, at last, must bow and
Our pity and a smile.
Harold Hart Crane
Harold Hart Crane (July 21, 1899 – April 27, 1932) was an American poet. Provoked and inspired by T. S. Eliot, Crane wrote modernist poetry that
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