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THE PALACE OF THE DEAD
Sometimes, when music sounds,
Towards some strange palace I am led
Where meet, methinks, the dead:
I travel through enchanted grounds.
Towards some strange palace I am led
Where meet, methinks, the dead:
I travel through enchanted grounds.
Within those palace-walls, bright-eyed,
They dance, converse,—as love or music leads.
But I, within the darkness, left outside,
Shiver, and hear the hoarse wind through the reeds.
They dance, converse,—as love or music leads.
But I, within the darkness, left outside,
Shiver, and hear the hoarse wind through the reeds.
1892.
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