It makes us think of all the dead that sauntered with us here, By separation's sorcery Made cruelly more dear.
The two superlatives of the first line, The saddest noise, the sweetest noise, are less than arresting.
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It makes us think of all the dead that sauntered with us here, By separation's sorcery Made cruelly more dear.
The two superlatives of the first line, The saddest noise, the sweetest noise, are less than arresting.