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FOR THE SOUL'S KEEPING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE

First Line: MUTE ARE THE CHORDS
Last Line: THE MUSE THAT IS SLEEPING.
Subject(s): POETRY & POETS;
MUTE are the chords
And silent the lyres,
Dead are the Lords,
Burnt out the fires
Which out of times
Ancient and hoary
Gave us the rhymes
Freighted with glory.

Yet are the soul's
Secrets not spoken,
Shrouded its goals,
Most clues are broken,
So for the sake
Of the soul's keeping
Poets shall wake
The Muse that is sleeping.



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