Here you will find the Poem Lethe. of poet Robert Crawford
The waves of Lethe wash till we forget Our earthy life and love; and 'twould appear Before Time's tune possessed us, before we Let fall the shadow of our meaning here ? Oh, it would seem that in another Lethe We had been dipped as Death will dip us, to Wash out the memory of ourselves, as though Each stage had its own livery, and we threw Off the old meaning, like the garments that, Worn and occasion-soiled, men doff when they Have to look natural in another sphere.
