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VIII.
[Hast thou, lone-standing by the forest's verge]
Hast thou, lone-standing by the forest's verge,Marked the mysterious melody that sweeps
Among the boughs, or, melancholy, creeps
Along the moss? or felt the dismal dirge,—
High up on mountain summits, that emerge
Above the reign of storm, where the snow sleeps,—
Of the unquiet distant ocean-deeps
At the sky's edge of shining stars and surge?
So dim a music from so deep a source
Hath my love's voice to me, as if it spake
Out of the earth or from beyond the spheres:
Lost hope, and vain regret, and long remorse
Out of the heart's deep solitudes awake
Like the world's dead, and clothe themselves with tears.
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