The songs I had are witheredOr vanished clean,
Yet there are bright tracks
Where I have been,
And there grow flowers
For others' delight.
Think well, O singer,
Soon comes night.
~Ivor Gurney
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Friday, January 9, 2009
The Songs I Had
The songs I had are witheredOr vanished clean,
Yet there are bright tracks
Where I have been,
And there grow flowers
For others' delight.
Think well, O singer,
Soon comes night.
~Ivor Gurney
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