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Rice, Hon. Stephen E. Spring: THE HEART KNOWETH ITS OWN BITTERNESS. - ZaunköniG - 28.10.2007 THE HEART KNOWETH ITS OWN BITTERNESS. WE sat together underneath a lime, Whose netted branches wove an emerald night; And in short sentences in low and light Whispers recalled the stories of old time ; Until some word, I know not what, some rhyme Dragged out a hidden grief, that lived in spite Of creeping lichen years such years as might Well humble all that once was thought sublime. My grief it was, and will be : she but sees A strangeness which she cannot understand ; A nameless tower overgrown with trees ; A heap of stones encumbering the land ; A hearth now haunted by the wintry breeze, Long, long ago, by love and fancy fanned. |