Thomas Hardy - In a Museum lyrics

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Thomas Hardy - In a Museum lyrics

I Here's the mould of a musical bird long pa**ed from light, Which over the earth before man came was winging; There's a contralto voice I heard last night, That lodges with me still in its sweet singing. II Such a dream is Time that the coo of this ancient bird Has perished not, but is blent, or will be blending Mid visionless wilds of space with the voice that I heard, In the full-fuged song of the universe unending.

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