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NOCTURNE: IN ANJOU.
I dreamed of Sappho on a summer night.Her nightingales were singing in the trees
Beside the castled river; and the wind
Fell like a woman's fingers on my cheek.
And then I slept and dreamed and marked no change;
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This only I remember, that I cried:
“O Sappho! ere I leave this paradise,
Sing me one song of those lost books of yours
For which we poets still go sorrowing;
That when I meet my fellows on the earth
I may rejoice them more than many pearls;”
And she, the sweetly smiling, answered me,
As one who dreams, “I have forgotten them.”
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