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O Memory, Lord of broken and broadcast]
O Memory, Lord of broken and broadcastFragments of life, like scattered Cyclades
Set in the dark, illimitable seas
Of Time, still twilight-silvered and steadfast:—
Wayfarer in the devastated past,
Ghoul of the great necropolis of Time,
Where Life and Death and all things, in the lime
Of long oblivion, are consumed at last:—
Salvage the shattered drift, the tempest-tossed
Derelicts of his shipwrecked life's dead days!
Treasure of his loved voice an echoed phrase!
And set, O Memory, in thy stagnant skies
The Dawn reflected in his dying eyes,
Herald of victory when all was lost!
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