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We Uncommiserate Pass Into The Night Post by :aikpin Category :Poems Author :Robert Louis Stevenson Date :November 2010 Read :2341

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We Uncommiserate Pass Into The Night

WE uncommiserate pass into the night
From the loud banquet, and departing leave
A tremor in men's memories, faint and sweet
And frail as music. Features of our face,
The tones of the voice, the touch of the loved hand,
Perish and vanish, one by one, from earth:
Meanwhile, in the hall of song, the multitude
Applauds the new performer. One, perchance,
One ultimate survivor lingers on,
And smiles, and to his ancient heart recalls
The long forgotten. Ere the morrow die,
He too, returning, through the curtain comes,
And the new age forgets us and goes on.


(The end)
Robert Louis Stevenson's poem: We Uncommiserate Pass Into The Night

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