Against Oblivion

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Title:     Against Oblivion
Author: Henry Newbolt [More Titles by Newbolt]

Cities drowned in olden time
Keep, they say, a magic chime
Rolling up from far below
When the moon-led waters flow.

So within me, ocean deep,
Lies a sunken world asleep.
Lest its bells forget to ring,
Memory! set the tide a-swing!

[The end]
Henry Newbolt's poem: Against Oblivion

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