Heart, we will forget him! You an I, tonight! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
When you have done, pray tell me That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you're lagging. I may remember him!
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Nous aimons exalter, nous exaltons souvent
Les preux qui, tout sanglants, pleins d’ardeur obstinée,
Auprès d’un fier drapeau gonflant ses plis au vent,
Succombent au milieu d’une charge effrénée ;
Mais toujours nous passons indifférents devant
Ceux qui...
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“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...
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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...
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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...
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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...
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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...
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Knows how to forget!
But could It teach it?
Easiest of Arts, they say
When one learn how
Dull Hearts have died
In the Acquisition
Sacrificed for Science
Is common, though, now — ...
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