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Of what she said to me that night-no matter.
The strange thing came next day.
My brain was full of music-something she played me-;
I couldn't remember it all, but phrases of it
Wreathed and wreathed among faint memories,
Seeking for something, trying to tell me something,
Urging to restlessness: verging on grief.
I tried to play the tune, from memory,-
But memory failed: the chords and discords climbed
And found no resolution-only hung there,
And left me morbid . . . Where, then, had I heard it? . . .