World's End

Alice Corbin

1881 to 1949

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My heart that was so careless and so proud
No sorrow might find place in it to rest,
Has passed amid the sobbing, changing crowd
Of dreams that fade and die in the dim west.
No music joyous and no songs' delight
Awakens the dim silence of the sea
That drops beyond the farthest edge of night,
And circles in an endless reverie.