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Music I Heard with You

Music I heard with you was more than music,
And bread I broke with you more than bread;
Now that I am without you, all is desolate;
All that was once so beautiful is dead.

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Your hands once touched this table and this silver,
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.
These things do not remember you, beloved,–
And yet your touch upon them will not pass.

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Foe it was in my heart you moved among them,
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes;
And in my heart they will remember always,–
They knew you once, O beautiful and wise!
(Conrad Aiken)

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