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Weariness

There is a dear weariness of love...


Hand relaxed in hand,


Shoulder at rest upon shoulder.


And to me that pool of weariness is more wonderful


Than crater, cataract,


Maelstrom, earthquake...


For it is a double pool


In which lie, silent,


The golden fishes of sleep.


Harold Witter Bynner, The Beloved Stranger, 1919



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