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Home Rosebud Nightingale Autumn Mountain Opposite Stonewall Jackson's Way On a Bust of Dante The Enjoyment His fair Annabel Lee Bridal Ballad So lovely The Sleeper Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady Lines by a Person of Quality DrMartensshoes Dr Martins Shoes Filashoes Harleydavidsonboots Hitecboots Hitech boots Discworld-o-pedia Merrell Shoes Entyo Shoes Ebbeo Shoes Ebloo Shoes Eccyo Shoes Echee Shoes Klocki LEGO City Now droops the troubled year And now her tiny sunset stains the leaf. A holy fear, A rapt, elusive grief, Make imminent the swift, exalting tear. The long wind's weary sigh-- Knowest, O listener! for what it wakes? Adown the sky What star of Time forsakes Her pinnacle? What dream and dreamer die? A presence half-divine Stands at the threshold, ready to depart Without a sign. Now seems the world's deep heart About to break. What sorrow stirs in mine? A mist of twilight rain Hides now the orange edges of the day. In vain, in vain We labor that thou stay, Beauty who wast, and shalt not be again! the blue night the unending columns press In noiseless tumult, break and wave and flow, Now tread the far South, or lift rounds of snow Up to the white moon's hidden loveliness. ChildShoes WesternBoots MotorcycleBoots Some pause in their grave wandering comradeless, And turn with profound gesture vague and slow, As who would pray good for the world, but know Their benediction empty as they bless. They say that the Dead die not, but remain Near to the rich heirs of their grief and mirth. I think they ride the calm mid-heaven, as these, In wise majestic melancholy train, And watch the moon, and the still-raging seas, And men, coming and going on the earth. |