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Fragment: Apostrophe to Silence

Lines:9Movement:Romanticism
Silence! Oh, well are Death and Sleep and ThouThree brethren named, the guardians gloomy-wingedOf one abyss, where life, and truth, and joyAre swallowed up--yet spare me, Spirit, pity me,Until the sounds I hear become my soul,And it has left these faint and weary limbs,To track along the lapses of the airThis wandering melody until it restsAmong lone mountains in some...