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Toward the same shadows, bearing the same spark,  His vanity and empty nothingness.Yet in the mighty Dark Dear is the spirit; grievously we know  Earth has one burden more, one soul the less.
All's WellJohn Hall Wheelock


THE RETURN
In some far and lonely midnight I shall arise as in a dream,And part dark curtains on a strange room Where mysterious candles gleam.
I shall open an unknown book In that weird and wind-stirred place,And come upon a poem With a sad face.
I shall listen to my dead heart's cry Faint through the years that are gone,And I shall feel over my shoulder The Silence looking on.
And very softly he will touch me, And I shall turn toward the gloom;He will take my arm and quietly Lead me out of the room.
Poetry, A Magazine of VerseOscar Williams

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