Impression.
A breath of wind; a fragrant memory;
Soft music and the magic of a song;
A night beneath whose moonlight pale and strong
Two souls thro' love beheld eternity.
A mem'ry of Love's hours with gladness pent;
Of Youth and Joy dancing high carnival;
A fading of Love's vision magical;
A parting which Youth's hope with dumb grief rent:
This hallow'd mem'ry dying on a deep
And bitter sigh: a movement on the marge;
The elan of men rushing to the charge;
A stab of pain; a thought; a smile; then sleep.
1915.
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