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Ours is a world of words; Quiet we call “Silence,” which is the merest word of all. All nature speaks, and ev’n ideal things Flap shadowy sounds from visionary wings— But ah! not so when, thus in realms on high, The eternal voice of God is passing by, And the red winds are withering in the sky!
Ours is a world of words; Quiet we call “Silence,” which is the merest word of all. All nature speaks, and ev’n ideal things Flap shadowy sounds from visionary wings— But ah! not so when, thus in realms on high, The eternal voice of God is passing by, And the red winds are withering in the sky!
In print by 1888 AD · industrial
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- E. A. Poe (identity unresolved)
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- In print by 1888 AD · industrial
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- A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations (catalogued1888) (1888 AD)
Page 539 · printed citation: E. A. Poe · subject: SILENCE
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