<p><SPAN name="THE_BROKEN_LUTE" id="THE_BROKEN_LUTE"></SPAN>THE BROKEN LUTE</p>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Good-bye, my song—I, who found words for sorrow,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Offer my joy to-day a useless lute.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">In the deep night I sang me of the morrow;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The sun is on my face and I am mute.</span><br/>
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<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Good-bye, my song, in you was all my yearning,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The prayer for this poor heart I wore so long.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Now love heaps roses where the wounds were burning;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">What need have I for song?</span><br/>
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<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Long since I sang of all one loves and misses;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">How may I sing to-day who know no wrong?</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">My lips are all for laughter and for kisses.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Good-bye, my song.</span><br/>
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