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English source:
Arthur Symons
O is it death or life that sounds
Like something strangely known
In this subsiding out of strife,
This low sea monotone?
A sound scarce heard through sleep
Murmurs as the August bees
That fill the forest hollows deep
About the roots of trees.
O is it death or life, or is it
Hope or memory
That quiets all things with this breath
Of the eternal sea?
Like something strangely known
In this subsiding out of strife,
This low sea monotone?
A sound scarce heard through sleep
Murmurs as the August bees
That fill the forest hollows deep
About the roots of trees.
O is it death or life, or is it
Hope or memory
That quiets all things with this breath
Of the eternal sea?
