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Thus Run the Hours

by John Vance Cheney

John Vance Cheney

Thus run the hours: blithe calls at break of day,

A sighing when the light has passed away;

The dawn, the noon, then gloom upon the gold,

Music fallen mute, or moaning, youth grown old.




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