MEMORY

by: Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu (1814-1873)

      NE wild and simple bugle sound,
      Breathed o'er Killarney's magic shore,
      Awakes sweet floating echoes round
      When that which made them is no more.
       
      So slumber in the human breast
      Wild echoes that will sweetly thrill
      Through memory's vistas when the voice
      That waked them first for aye is still.
       
      Oh! memory, though thy records tell
      Full many a tale of grief and folly,
      Of mad excess, of hope decayed,
      Of dark and cheerless melancholy.
       
      Yet, memory, to me thou art
      The dearest of the gifts of mind,
      For all the joys that touch my heart
      Are joys that I have left behind.

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