Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE HOUR OF MEMORY, by CLAUDE HOUGHTON



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THE HOUR OF MEMORY, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Like pallid ghosts of beautiful dead days
Last Line: And all the world is gray and still and sad.
Subject(s): Memory


LIKE pallid ghosts of beautiful dead days,
My deathless memories glide with timid feet
Across the shadowy threshold of my soul,
And linger there and whisper piteous things
Of hopes outworn and coloured dreams of flame,
Then pass again into the starless night ...
Ah, love! I hear their feet upon the leaves
And all the world is gray and still and sad.





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