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First Line: Strange, to remember tears
Last Line: Faint joy breathes in the air.
Subject(s): Happiness; Lutes; Joy; Delight


Strange, to remember tears!
Yet I know that I wept;
And those hopes and those fears,
Strange, were as real as tears!

What's this delicate pain,
Twilight-coloured and grey?
Odour-like through my brain
Steals a shadowy pain.

What's this joy in the air?
Musical as the leaves,
When the white winds are there,
Faint joy breathes in the air.





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