Memory

The poem Memory by Sheridan Le Fanu

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               <l n="1">One wild and simple bugle<note>The bugle is a wind instrument that is used
                     by the vibration of a person's lips against a mouthpiece shaped in a cup. It is
                     used as a signaling instrument in the military.<lb/>Source<lb/>“Bugle | Musical
                     Instrument.” <hi rend="italics">Encyclopedia Britannica</hi>,
                     https://www.britannica.com/art/bugle. Accessed 6 Apr. 2018. </note> sound,</l>
               <l n="2">Breathed o'er Killarney's magic shore,</l>
               <l n="3">Awakes sweet floating echoes round</l>
               <l n="4">When that which made them is no more.</l>
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               <l n="5">So slumber in the human breast</l>
               <l n="6">Wild echoes that will sweetly thrill</l>
               <l n="7">Through memory's vistas when the voice</l>
               <l n="8">That wake them first for aye is still.</l>
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               <l n="9">Oh! memory, though thy records tell</l>
               <l n="10">Full many a tale of grief and folly,</l>
               <l n="11">Of mad excess, of hope decayed,</l>
               <l n="12">Of dark and cheerless melancholy.</l>
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               <l n="13">Yet, memory, to me thou art</l>
               <l n="14">The dearest of gifts of the mind,</l>
               <l n="15">For all the joys that touch my heart</l>
               <l n="16">Are joys that I have left behind.</l>
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A Small Collection of Work by Seridan Le Fanu with Added Notes

The original base text was published by Downey and Co. Limited in London in 1896. This version was produced for Digital Editing at UNH.

This was found in the book titled Poems of J.S. Le Fanu edited by Alfred Perceval Graves. It was published by Downey and Co. Limited in London in 1896. This version was held at the Beinecke and was originally owned by Walter O'Brian who signed the inside cover of the book. The book itself was in very good condition without any rips or tears in the pages. There were no additional words written into the margins.

 145 Memory. One wild and simple bugle1 The bugle is a wind instrument that is used by the vibration of a person's lips against a mouthpiece shaped in a cup. It is used as a signaling instrument in the military.Source“Bugle | Musical Instrument.” Encyclopedia Britannica, https://www.britannica.com/art/bugle. Accessed 6 Apr. 2018. sound, Breathed o'er Killarney's magic shore, Awakes sweet floating echoes round When that which made them is no more. So slumber in the human breast 5 Wild echoes that will sweetly thrill Through memory's vistas when the voice That wake them first for aye is still. Oh! memory, though thy records tell Full many a tale of grief and folly, 10 Of mad excess, of hope decayed, Of dark and cheerless melancholy. Yet, memory, to me thou art The dearest of gifts of the mind, For all the joys that touch my heart 15 Are joys that I have left behind. L

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A Small Collection of Work by Seridan Le Fanu with Added Notes

The original base text was published by Downey and Co. Limited in London in 1896. This version was produced for Digital Editing at UNH.

This was found in the book titled Poems of J.S. Le Fanu edited by Alfred Perceval Graves. It was published by Downey and Co. Limited in London in 1896. This version was held at the Beinecke and was originally owned by Walter O'Brian who signed the inside cover of the book. The book itself was in very good condition without any rips or tears in the pages. There were no additional words written into the margins.

 145 Memory. One wild and simple bugleThe bugle is a wind instrument that is used by the vibration of a person's lips against a mouthpiece shaped in a cup. It is used as a signaling instrument in the military.Source“Bugle | Musical Instrument.” Encyclopedia Britannica, https://www.britannica.com/art/bugle. Accessed 6 Apr. 2018. sound, Breathed o'er Killarney's magic shore, Awakes sweet floating echoes round When that which made them is no more. So slumber in the human breast Wild echoes that will sweetly thrill Through memory's vistas when the voice That wake them first for aye is still. Oh! memory, though thy records tell Full many a tale of grief and folly, Of mad excess, of hope decayed, Of dark and cheerless melancholy. Yet, memory, to me thou art The dearest of gifts of the mind, For all the joys that touch my heart Are joys that I have left behind. L