Evanescences
The wings of a dream striking along the heart,
The wind of a star falling impalpably,
The stillness of a night-leaf, the moon's trance,
The lapse of time into eternity,
The mutability, despite our love,
Of the dear memory of those long gone, —
These things can shake the spirit more sometimes
With a great terror of the great Unknown,
Than all earth's long immitigable crimes,
Than all its historied moan.
The wind of a star falling impalpably,
The stillness of a night-leaf, the moon's trance,
The lapse of time into eternity,
The mutability, despite our love,
Of the dear memory of those long gone, —
These things can shake the spirit more sometimes
With a great terror of the great Unknown,
Than all earth's long immitigable crimes,
Than all its historied moan.
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