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i made a vow once, one only
eighty years have passed, and more
i stand in the cold gray weather
hang no wreath
i love the old melodious lays
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
in your arms was still delight
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
i am old and blind
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
see the tentative

 



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