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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Time in shadows slips away Like the sun to dusky grave And there I find the vivid past When sun in shadow melts at last No shades of ardent grey No stars to wipe the dark away But time I know keeps secret pace Beyond the utmost breach of space And there at length is a place Where memory lives and breathes today; Perhaps tis madness it so seems That in my mind a power beams As though the spirit of a star Burst and furled all its heart And with a crush and sudden swoon Of light upon the hills of doom Its double iris then so bright Entranced the world to sooth its plight Like rays of frozen light do thaw When hurled from the utmost air As when Olympian eyes first saw The love that sparkled there Then in a vapor hurled round A comet flashing to the ground It struck between the jaws of gloom And burned in me the thought of you What thought as idle fancies may A plaited robe to hide the dross away For time is dross upon the heart Which wearies most when it must part To part alas no star may cry As bright as lovelorn raving eyes For I have stood upon the hills of doom And in their darkness thought of you But doom or darkness will not pass Like time when wearied at the last And men have shuddered at the quake And all the spheres no music make Some spark of star may ramble on The ruins of some gallant sphere Some comet burnt of icey bier And with its flash revive the morn There my mind with power strives With thoughts like comets toward that light.
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