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Dead Men Tell No Tales -Haniel Long They say that dead men tell no tales! Except of barges with red sails And sailors mad for nightingales; Except of jongleurs stretched at ease Beside old highways through the trees; Except of dying moons that break The hearts of lads who lie awake; Except of fortresses in shade, And heroes crumbled and betrayed. But dead men tell no tales, they say! Except old tales that burn away The stifling tapestries of day: Old tales of life, of love and hate, Of time and space, and will, and fate. |
 Chiller by Leslie Gordineer |
