Peace At Noon

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Title:     Peace At Noon
Author: Arthur Symons [More Titles by Symons]

HERE there is peace, cool peace,
Upon these heights, beneath these trees;
Almost the peace of sleep or death,
To wearying brain, to labouring breath.

Here there is rest at last,
A sweet forgetting of the past;
There is no future here, nor aught
Save this soft healing pause of thought.

[The end]
Arthur Symons's poem: Peace At Noon

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