YET, YET, YE DOWNCAST HOURS
1.
Yet, yet, ye downcast hours, I know ye also;
Weights of lead, how ye clog and cling at my ankles!
Earth to a chamber of mourning turns--I hear the o'erweening, mocking voice,
Matter is conqeuror--matter, triumphant only, continues onward.
2.Despairing cries float ceaselessly toward me
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