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SONG IN THE SONGLESS by GEORGE MEREDITH

Poet Analysis

First Line: THEY HAVE NO SONG, THE SEDGES DRY
Last Line: IN ME THEY SING.
Subject(s): SINGING & SINGERS;
THEY have no song, the sedges dry,
And still they sing.
It is within my breast they sing,
As I pass by.
Within my breast they touch a string,
They wake a sigh.
There is but sound of sedges dry;
In me they sing.



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