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- Before Quiet
- Hazel Hall
- I will think of water-lilies
- Growing in a darkened pool,
- And my breath shall move like water,
- And my hands be limp and cool.
- It shall be as though I waited
- In a wooden place alone;
- I will learn the peace of lilies
- And will take it for my own.
- If a twinge of thought, if yearning
- Come like wind into this place,
- I will bear it like the shadow
- Of a leaf across my face.
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