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Intimations of Immortality.

Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass,
Of glory in the flower.
We will grieve not, rather find,
Strenght in what remain behind.
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Posted: Oct 27

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by Fer50 (5 Poems)
on Oct 27
in Ode
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