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Klassik am Sonntag: Sophie Jewett (1861 – 1909) Armistice

Armistice

based on Veterans Day ( 11/11)
The water sings along our keel,
The wind falls to a whispering breath;
I look into your eyes and feel
No fear of life or death;
So near is love, so far away
The losing strife of yesterday.

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Klassik am Sonntag: Edgar Allan Poe (1809 – 1849)

The Raven 

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”

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