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Ah that God once would touch my lips with song	A
To pierce as prayer doth heaven earth s breast of iron	B
So that with sweet mouth I might sing to thee	C
O sweet dead singer buried by the sea	C
A song to woo thee as a wooing siren	D
Out of that silent sleep which seals too long	A
Thy mouth of melody	C
For if live lips might speak awhile to dead	E
Or any speech could reach the sad world under	F
This world of ours song surely should awake	G
Thee who didst dwell in shadow for song s sake	G
Alas thou canst not hear the voice of thunder	F
Nor low dirge over thy low lying head	E
The winds of morning make	G
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Down through the clay there comes no sound of these	H
Down in the grave there is no sign of Summer	F
Nor any knowledge of the soft eyed Spring	I
But Death sits there with outspread ebon wing	I
Closing with dust the mouth of each new comer	F
To that mute land where never sound of seas	H
Is heard and no birds sing	I
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Now thou hast found the end of all thy days	J
Hast thou found any heart a vigil keeping	I
For thee among the dead some heart that heard	K
Thy singing when thou wert a brown sweet bird	K
Gray ons gone in some old forest sleeping	I
Beneath the seas long since in Death s dim ways	J
Has thy heart any word	K
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For surely those in whom the deathless spark	L
Of song is kindled sang from the beginning	I
If life were always But the old desires	M
Do they exist when sad eyed Hope expires	M
How live the dead what crowns have they for winning	I
Have they to warm them in the dreamless dark	L
For sun earth s central fires	M
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Are the dead dead indeed whom we call dead	E
Has God no life but this of ours for giving	I
When that they took thee by each well known place	N
Stark in thy coffin with a cold white face	N
What thought O Brother hadst thou of the living	I
What of the sun that round thee glory shed	E
What of the fair day s grace	N
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Is thy new life made up of memories	H
Or dreams that lull the dead bright visions bringing	I
Of Spring above Are thy days short or long	A
Thou who wert master of our singing throng	A
Mayhap in death thou hast not lost thy singing	I
But chauntst unheard beside the moaning sea	C
A solitary song	A
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The chance spade turns up skulls God help the dead	E
And thee whose singing days have all passed over	F
Thee whom the gold haired Spring shall seek in vain	O
When at the glad year s doors she stands again	P
Remembering the song garlands thou hast wove her	F
In years gone by but all these years have fled	E
With all their joy and pain	O
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My soul laughed out to hear my heart speak so	Q
And sprang forth skyward as an eagle hoping	I
To look upon thy soul with living eyes	R
Until it came to where our dim life dies	R
And dead suns darkly for a grave are groping	I
Through cycles of immeasurable woe	Q
Stone blind in the blind skies	R
The stars walk shuddering on that awful verge	S
From which my soul with swift and fearless motion	D
Clove the black depths and sought for God and thee	C
But God dwells where nor stars nor suns there be	C
No shore there is to His Eternal Ocean	D
A thousand systems are a fringe of surge	S
On that great starless sea	C
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And thou wert not So that with weary plumes	T
My soul through the great void its way came winging	I
To earth again What hope for him who sings	U
Is there it sighed Death ends all sweetest things	U
When lo there came a swell of mighty singing	I
Flooding all space and swift athwart the glooms	U
A flash of sudden wings	U
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Dreamer of dreams thy songs and dreams are done	D
Down where thou sleepest in earth s secret bosom	V
There is no sorrow and no joy for thee	C
Who canst not see what stars at eve there be	C
Nor evermore at morn the green dawn blossom	V
Into the golden king flower of the sun	D
Across the golden sea	C
But haply there shall come in days to be	C
One who shall hear his own heart beating faster	F
Plucking a rose sprung from thy heart beneath	W
And from his soul as sword from out its sheath	W
Song shall leap forth where now O silent master	F
On thy lone grave beside the sounding sea	C
I lay this laurel wreath	W

Victor James Daley

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