Echo Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Echo



Ah, whither hath it flown?
Alas, the strain
To Memory alone
Shall live again!


Silence, wherever be
Its place of rest,
Keep thou for Love and me
A neighbouring nest.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: memory,silence
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