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XXIV. ONCE MORE
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Once more to bring to mind the green old places,And songs and dreams and tenderness recall,
As in one flash to see my sonnets' faces
In your face, then a long farewell to all;
Sweet eyes...sweet lips...no time for numeration
Have I, I leave a dainty list behind,—
One gaze, one second in the singer's station
With vision clear, the next a poet blind;
Once more to feel the summer thrill flow through me,
Then winter—winter—winter—and the dark,
The last time at the sunrise to renew me,
To the old sweet melody once more to hark,
Once more—once more—then never, love, again,
But one long Arctic solitude of pain.
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