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Nothing was remembered, nothing forgotten
When we awoke, wagons were passing on the warm summer pavements,
The window-sills were wet from rain in the night,
Birds scattered and settled over

I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly to prate

Vere I to leave no more then a good friend,
Or but to hear the summons to my end, (Which I have long'd for) I could then with ease Attire my grief in words, and so appease That passion in my bosom, which outgrowes The language of strict verse...

Everything seen…The vision gleams in every air
Everything had…The far sound of cities, in the evening,
In sunlight, and always
Everything known…O Tumult

Although this land is not my own,
I will remember its inland sea and the waters that are so cold the sand as white as old bones, the pine trees strangely red where the sun comes down
I cannot say if it is our love, or the day, that is en...

Oh, why are you shining so bright, big Sun,
And why is the garden so gay
Do you know that my days of delight are done,
Do you know I am going away