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Troth with the Dead

 The moon is broken in twain, and half a moon
Before me lies on the still, pale floor of the sky; 
The other half of the broken coin of troth 
Is buried away in the dark, where the still dead lie.
They buried her half in the grave when they laid her away; I had pushed it gently in among the thick of her hair Where it gathered towards the plait, on that very last day; And like a moon in secret it is shining there.
My half shines in the sky, for a general sign Of the troth with the dead I pledged myself to keep; Turning its broken edge to the dark, it shines indeed Like the sign of a lover who turns to the dark of sleep.
Against my heart the inviolate sleep breaks still In darkened waves whose breaking echoes o’er The wondering world of my wakeful day, till I’m lost In the midst of the places I knew so well before.

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