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Wilfred Owen - On My Songs

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Though unseen Poets, many and many a time, <br />Have answered me as if they knew my woe, <br />And it might seem have fashioned so their rime <br />To be my own soul's cry; easing the flow <br />Of my dumb tears with language sweet as sobs, <br />Yet are there days when all these hoards of thought <br />Hold nothing for me. Not one verse that throbs <br />Throbs with my heart, or as my brain is fraught. <br />'Tis then I voice mine own weird reveries: <br />Low croonings of a motherless child, in gloom <br />Singing his frightened self to sleep, are these. <br />One night, if thou shouldst lie in this Sick Room, <br />Dreading the Dark thou darest not illume, <br />Listen; my voice may haply lend thee ease.<br /><br />Wilfred Owen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-my-songs/

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