Suddenly all around him he could hear
Sad strings that fretted inconsolably
And ominous horns that blew both far and near.
There broke his human heart, and his last tear
Froze scalding on his chin. But while he heard
He shot like a sped dart into the third.
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And its first stroke of silence could destroy
The spring of tears forever and compress
From off his lips the curved bow of the boy