Walter de la Mare - The GhostWalter de la Mare - The Ghost
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Peace in thy hands,
Peace in thine eyes,
Peace on thy brow;
Flower of a moment in the eternal hour,
Peace with me now.
Not a wave breaks,
Not a bird calls,
My heart, like a sea,
Silent after a storm that hath died,
Sleeps within me.
All the night`s dews,
All the world`s leaves,
All winter`s snow
Seem with their quiet to have stilled in life`s dream
All sorrowing now.
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