Poems (Mary Coleridge)/Poem 69

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LXIX DUMB
"A voice! A voice!" I cried. No music stills The craving heart that would an answer find; No song of birds, no murmuring of the wind, No—not that awful harmony of mind,The silent stars, above the silent hills.

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