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Dearest, once more! This I could tell and tell / Till life turned drowsy with the ceaseless note; / Dearest, once more! The words throb in my throat, / My heart beats to them like a muffled bell.
Change -- Time and Change! O Change and Time, you come / Not knocking at my door, knowing me gone; / Here have I dwelt within my heart alone, / Watching and waiting, while my muse was dumb
Song was gone from me -- sweet, I could not sing, / Save as men sing upon the lonely hills; / Under my hand the old chord ceased to ring,
Hushed by the grinding of the high gods' mills.
Dearest, once more. Those mad mills had their way -- / Now is mine hour. To every man his day.