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1886–1950

THE ADORATION

William Rose Benét

Now, like withdrawing music Where pillared aisles implore, You are a vanished choir, A soft-closed door.

Victorious voices blended Fade, and I kneel still-hearted. Sudden my life is ended. We have parted.

Lost in the vault's vast splendor My ghost goes rising, thinning. Can heartbreak be an end, or Some strange beginning?

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