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 ho called?" I said, and the words
 * Through the whispering glades,

Hither, thither, baffled the birds —
 * "Who called? Who called?"

The leafy boughs on high
 * Hissed in the sun;

The dark air carried my cry
 * Faintingly on:

Eyes in the green, in the shade,
 * In the motionless brake,

Voices that said what I said,
 * For mockery's sake:

"Who cares?" I bawled through my tears;
 * The wind fell low:

In the silence, "Who cares? who cares?"
 * Wailed to and fro.