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A voice of grave deep emphasis	A
Is in the woods to night	B
No sound of radiant day is this	C
No cadence of the light	B
Here in the fall and flights of leaves	D
Against grey widths of sea	E
The spirit of the forests grieves	D
For lost Persephone	F
The fair divinity that roves	D
Where many waters sing	G
Doth miss her daughter of the groves	D
The golden headed Spring	G
She cannot find the shining hand	H
That once the rose caressed	I
There is no blossom on the land	H
No bird in last year s nest	I
	-
Here where this strange Demeter weeps	D
This large sad life unseen	F
Where July s strong wild torrent leaps	D
The wet hill heads between	F
I sit and listen to the grief	J
The high supreme distress	D
Which sobs above the fallen leaf	J
Like human tenderness	D
	-
Where sighs the sedge and moans the marsh	K
The hermit plover calls	D
The voice of straitened streams is harsh	K
By windy mountain walls	D
There is no gleam upon the hills	D
Of last October s wings	D
The shining lady of the rills	D
Is with forgotten things	D
	-
Now where the land s worn face is grey	L
And storm is on the wave	M
What flower is left to bear away	L
To Edward Butler s grave	M
What tender rose of song is here	N
That I may pluck and send	O
Across the hills and seas austere	P
To my lamented friend	O
	-
There is no blossom left at all	Q
But this white winter leaf	J
Whose glad green life is past recall	Q
Is token of my grief	J
Where love is tending growths of grace	D
The first born of the Spring	G
Perhaps there may be found a place	D
For my pale offering	G
	-
For this heroic Irish heart	R
We miss so much to day	L
Whose life was of our lives a part	R
What words have I to say	L
Because I know the noble woe	S
That shrinks beneath the touch	T
The pain of brothers stricken low	S
I will not say too much	T
	-
But often in the lonely space	D
When night is on the land	H
I dream of a departed face	D
A gracious vanished hand	H
And when the solemn waters roll	U
Against the outer steep	V
I see a great benignant soul	U
Beside me in my sleep	V
	-
Yea while the frost is on the ways	D
With barren banks austere	P
The friend I knew in other days	D
Is often very near	P
I do not hear a single tone	F
But where this brother gleams	D
The elders of the seasons flown	F
Are with me in my dreams	D
	-
The saintly face of Stenhouse turns	D
His kind old eyes I see	D
And Pell and Ridley from their urns	D
Arise and look at me	D
By Butler s side the lights reveal	W
The father of his fold	X
I start from sleep in tears and feel	W
That I am growing old	X
	-
Where Edward Butler sleeps the wave	M
Is hardly ever heard	Y
But now the leaves above his grave	M
By August s songs are stirred	Y
The slope beyond is green and still	Z
And in my dreams I dream	A2
The hill is like an Irish hill	Z
Beside an Irish stream	A2

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