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![]() | Poems by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman | ![]() |
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[XXXIII. One still dark night, I sat alone and wrote]
One still dark night, I sat alone and wrote:So still it was, that distant Chanticleer
Seemed to cry out his warning at my ear,
Save for the brooding echo in his throat.
Sullen I sat, when like the night wind's note,
A voice said, “Wherefore doth he weep and fear?
Doth he not know no cry to God is dumb?”
Another spoke: “His heart is dimmed and drowned
With grief.” I knew the shape that bended then
To kiss me; when suddenly I once again,
Across the watches of the starless gloom,
Heard the cock scream and pause; the morning bell,
Into the gulfs of Night, dropped One! the vision fell,
And left me listening to the sinking sound.
![]() | Poems by Frederick Goddard Tuckerman | ![]() |