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REMINISCENCE.
Standing upon the cliff where I rememberThat autumn eve the maiden musing stood,
Enwrapped around with twilight of September,
Pondering soft things in some soft maiden mood,
Fanning a fresh flame out of memory's ember
Over the past and “is to be” I brood;
I joy to see that signs are all around me
Of her sweet presence who before was there,
An echo of her loveliness has found me
Breathed forth from all the crowd of flowers fair
That, smiling upwards, silently surround me,
Filling the places that before were bare;
A perfume of her presence seems to hover
In ecstasy about the holy place,
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In soft solicitude my feet embrace,
The special spots her feet have trodden over
By blossom-clusters special sweet I trace,
And, resting in the midst of flowers fair
Feel in some sort as if their queen was there.
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