<h2><SPAN name="page93"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>A MINOR CHORD</h2>
<p class="poetry">I heard a strain of music in the
street—<br/>
A wandering waif of sound. And then
straightway<br/>
A nameless desolation filled the
day.<br/>
The great green earth that had been fair and sweet,<br/>
Seemed but a tomb; the life I thought replete<br/>
With joy, grew lonely for a vanished May.<br/>
Forgotten sorrows resurrected lay<br/>
Like bleaching skeletons about my feet.</p>
<p class="poetry">Above me stretched the silent, suffering
sky,<br/>
Dumb with vast anguish for departed suns<br/>
That brutal Time to nothingness
has hurled.<br/>
The daylight was as sad as smiles that lie<br/>
Upon the wistful, unkissed mouths of nuns,<br/>
And I stood prisoned in an awful
world.</p>
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