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CANADIAN SINGERS AND THEIR SONGS On a Violet Leaf from Keats’ Grave. _______..______

After the sharp salt kiss, Blossom and thorn of grief, Time has no more than this,— A leaf.

Out of the battled years, The glory and the wrong, Time gives, for all our tears,— A song.

Is it of fragrance made, Woven and rhymed of light, The voice that from some shade Silvers the night?

When the last shadows slope And day's own rose is pale,— O love, immortal hope,— His nightingale!

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