II. You Who Know What Easeful Arms
You who know what easeful arms
Silence winds about the dead,
Or what far-swept music charms
Hearts that were earth-wearied;
You who know--if aught be known
In that everlasting Hush
Where the life-born years are strewn,
Where the eyeless ages rush,--
Tell me, is it conscious rest
Heals the whilom hurt of life?
Or is Nirvana undistressed
E'en by memory of strife?
Silence winds about the dead,
Or what far-swept music charms
Hearts that were earth-wearied;
You who know--if aught be known
In that everlasting Hush
Where the life-born years are strewn,
Where the eyeless ages rush,--
Tell me, is it conscious rest
Heals the whilom hurt of life?
Or is Nirvana undistressed
E'en by memory of strife?
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