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O TO recall!
What to recall?
All the roses under snow?
Not these.
Stars that toward the water go?
Not these.

O to recall!
What to recall?
All the greenness after rain?
Not this.
Joy that gleameth after pain?
Not this.

O to recall!
What to recall?
Not the greenness nor delight,
Not these;
Not the roses out of sight,
Not these.

O to recall!
What to recall?
Not the star in waters red,
Not this:
Laughter of a girl that's dead,
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