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Autumn and Winter.


II.

A herald soul before its master's flying
Touched by some few moons first the darkling goal
Where shades rose up to greet the shade, espying
 A herald soul;


Shades of dead lords of music, who control
Men living by the might of men undying,
With strength of strains that make delight of dole.


The deep dense dust on death's dim threshold lying
Trembled with sense of kindling sound that stole
Through darkness, and the night gave ear, descrying
 A herald soul.