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Dear, Though The Night Is Gone

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  1. Dear, though the night is gone, Its dream still haunts today, That brought us to a room. Cavernous, lofty as. A railway terminus, And crowded in that gloom. Were beds, and we in one. In a far corner lay. Our whisper woke no clocks.
  2. Dear, Though The Night Is Gone poem by Wystan Hugh Auden. Dear though the night is gone Its dream still haunts today That brought us to a room. Page/5.
  3. Dear, Though the Night Is Gone, a song by The Blue Aeroplanes on Spotify We and our partnersuse cookies to personalize your experience, to show you ads based on your interests, and for Music Duration: 1 min.
  4. by John Reginald Lang-Hyde ( - ), as Lewis Hyde, "Dear, though the night is gone", [voice and piano].
  5. Dear, though the night is gone, Its dream still haunts today, That brought us to a room Cavernous, lofty as A railway terminus, And crowded in that gloom Were beds, and we in one In a far corner lay: Our whisper woke no clocks, We kissed and I was glad At everything you did, Indifferent to those Who sat with hostile eyes In pairs on every bed.
  6. Feb 21,  · Provided to YouTube by Beggars Group Dear, Though the Night Is Gone · The Blue Aeroplanes Rough Music ℗ Beggars Banquet Records Ltd Released on: Mixer: Andy Allan Mixer: Gerard.
  7. Jan 28,  · Auden: Dear though the Night is Gone: Love Poem by Auden: Summary. This poem, surely a serious one with complications, is undoubtedly very tough for the readers with some single interpretation to carry on. One can say it draws a picture of prostitution; someone can figure it out as the love story of the poet, which was a failure.
  8. "Dear, though the night is gone" Dear, though the night is gone, The dream still haunts to-day That brought us to a room, Cavernous, lofty as A railway terminus, And crowded in that gloom Were beds, and we in one In a far corner lay. Our whisper woke no clocks, We kissed and I.

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