Poem by Bliss Carman

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The starry midnight whispers,
As I muse before the fire
On the ashes of ambition
And the embers of desire,

"Life has no other logic,
And time no other creed,
Than: 'I for joy will follow.
Where thou for love dost lead!'"

1. I Loved Thee, Atthis, in the Long Ago
2. The Tent of Noon
3. Triumphalis
4. Behind the Arras
5. The Winter Scene

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