“forget thee?”—If to dream by night, and muse on thee by day,
If all the worship, deep and wild, a poet’s heart can pay,
If prayers in absence breathed for thee to Heaven’s protecting power,
If wingèd thoughts that flit to thee—a thousand in an hour,
If busy Fancy blending thee with all my future lot—
If this thou call’st “forgetting,” thou indeed shalt...
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Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-me-not---
These three bloomed in a garden spot;
And once, all merry with song and play,
A little one heard three voices say:
"Shine and shadow, summer and spring,
O thou child with the tangled hair
And laughing eyes! we three shall bring
Each an...Forget! The lady with the Amulet
Forget she wore it at her Heart
Because she breathed against
Was Treason twixt?
Deny! Did Rose her Bee —
For Privilege of Play
Or Wile of Butterfly
Or Opportunity — Her Lord away?
The lady with the Amulet — will face —
The...Heart! We will forget him!
You and I — tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave —
I will forget the light!
When you have done, pray tell me
That I may straight begin!
Haste! lest while you're lagging
I remember him!How happy I was if I could forget
To remember how sad I am
Would be an easy adversity
But the recollecting of Bloom
Keeps making November difficult
Till I who was almost bold
Lose my way like a little Child
And perish of the cold.