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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOTHING IS LOST, by GRACE MADELON FRAME
First Line: On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low
Last Line: Of long-lost music -- kin to pain.
First Line: On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low
Last Line: Of long-lost music -- kin to pain.
On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low,
An echo comes from the long-ago;
Awakening in my heart a strain
Of long-lost music -- kin to pain.
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