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I Bread and Music	A
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Music I heard with you was more than music	A
And bread I broke with you was more than bread	B
Now that I am without you all is desolate	C
All that was once so beautiful is dead	B
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Your hands once touched this table and this silver	D
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass	E
These things do not remember you belov d	F
And yet your touch upon them will not pass	E
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For it was in my heart you moved among them	G
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes	H
And in my heart they will remember always	I
They knew you once O beautiful and wise	H
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My heart has become as hard as a city street	J
The horses trample upon it it sings like iron	K
All day long and all night long they beat	J
They ring like the hooves of time	L
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My heart has become as drab as a city park	M
The grass is worn with the feet of shameless lovers	N
A match is struck there is kissing in the dark	M
The moon comes pale with sleep	O
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My heart is torn with the sound of raucous voices	P
They shout from the slums from the streets from the crowded places	P
And tunes from the hurdy gurdy that coldly rejoices	P
Shoot arrows into my heart	Q
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III	-
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Dead Cleopatra lies in a crystal casket	C
Wrapped and spiced by the cunningest of hands	P
Around her neck they have put a golden necklace	P
Her tatbebs it is said are worn with sands	P
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Dead Cleopatra was once revered in Egypt	R
Warm eyed she was this princess of the South	S
Now she is old and dry and faded	T
With black bitumen they have sealed up her mouth	S
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O sweet clean earth from whom the green blade cometh	U
When we are dead my best belov d and I	-
Close well above us that we may rest forever	D
Sending up grass and blossoms to the sky	-
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In the noisy street	J
Where the sifted sunlight yellows the pallid faces	P
Sudden I close my eyes and on my eyelids	P
Feel from the far off sea a cool faint spray	V
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A breath on my cheek	W
From the tumbling breakers and foam the hard sand shattered	X
Gulls in the high wind whistling flashing waters	P
Smoke from the flashing waters blown on rocks	P
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And I know once more	Y
O dearly belov d that all these seas are between us	P
Tumult and madness desolate save for the sea gulls	P
You on the farther shore and I in this street	J

Conrad Potter Aiken

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