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chapter-404		chapter-404			.txt	text/plain	191	9	78	A Twilight Song As I sit in twilight late alone by the flickering oak-flame, Musing on long-passd war-scenes--of the countless buried unknown soldiers, Of the vacant names, as unindented airs and seas--the unreturnd, The brief truce after battle, with grim burial-squads, and the deep-filld trenches Of gatherd from dead all America, North, South, East, West, whence they came up, From wooded Maine, New-Englands farms, from fertile Pennsylvania, Illinois, Ohio, From the measureless West, Virginia, the South, the Carolinas, Texas, (Even here in my room-shadows and half-lights in the noiseless flickering flames, You million unwrit names all, all--you dark bequest from all the war, A special verse for you--a flash of duty long neglected--your mystic roll strangely gatherd here, Each name recalld by me from out the darkness and deaths ashes, Your mystic roll entire of unknown names, or North or South, Embalmd with love in this twilight song.	./cache/chapter-404.txt	./txt/chapter-404.txt