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 DIRGE OF DEAD SISTERS

recalls the twilight and the ranged tents in order

(Violet peaks uplifted through the crystal evening air?)

And the clink of iron teacups and the piteous, noble laughter,

And the faces of the Sisters with the dust upon their hair?

(Now and not hereafter, while the breath is in our nostrils,

Now and not hereafter, ere the meaner years go by—

Let us now remember many honourable women,

Such as bade us turn again when we were like to die.)

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