Old Wharves

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Excerpt from Old Wharves: And Other Poems Tones Let me lie in the fields in the breath of the green bladed grass, Let my fears fall away in the slumberous warmth of the sod, On the wings of the spheres as they spin through the aerial pass. Let my eyes see the calm in the colorful faces of God. Let the violins play that have drunken the tears of a'soul, That was bruised by the chain and the lash and the ominous dread. Let the buried songs come out in the ocean's roll, Let me hear for awhile the wish of the clamorous dead. Let me wake to the moon and the croon of the fluttering notes Dripping their tones from the tips of pale slender fingers, Carry me out on the music that endlessly floats, On the night and the dream and the wail of a sadness that lingers. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.