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Epilogue: To A Mother

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On seeing her smile repeated in her daughter's eyes


A thousand songs I might have made
Of You, and only You;
A thousand thousand tongues of fire
That trembled down a golden wire
To lamp the night with stars, to braid
The morning bough with dew.
Within the greenwood girl and boy

Had loiter'd to their lure,
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