John Bannister Tabb
Harbours - Poem by John Bannister Tabb
Full many a noonday nook I know
Where memory is fain to go
And wait in silence till the shade
Of sleep the solitude invade.
For these the resting-places are
Of dreams that, journeying afar,
Pause in their migratory flight
This side the continent of night.
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