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First Line: Here thou remainest as in days of yore
Last Line: Thine unforgotten lists thou dost review.


Here thou remainest as in days of yore,
Where Traffic drives her team, and the highway
Skirts the green fields,—merely a patch of grey
To some; but I have looked thee o'er and o'er
In Memory's golden frame since by the door
Of this plain porch of Truth I used to play;
And voices find me from the Far-away,
So for the time I am a child once more.

Out by that road we went, and waved adieu
To thee, thou kindly nurse, and one by one
Our place we took in life's far sterner game,
Where thoughts of thee should keep our lives from blame;
For at each worthy deed dauntlessly done,
Thine unforgotten lists thou dost review.





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