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HARMONY

Soft Sweet Breathe of Kisses on Thy brow ~

Say you will remeber me

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I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,

Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.

Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,

Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,

A song to fall like water on my head,

And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!

There is a magic made by melody:

A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool

Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep To the subaqueous stillness of the sea, And floats forever in a moon-green pool, Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep. ~ Sonnet (1928) – Elizabeth Bishop