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173.
[What winter floods what showers of spring]
What winter floods what showers of spring
Have drenched the grass by night and day
And yet beneath that spectre ring
Unmoved and undiscovered lay
Have drenched the grass by night and day
And yet beneath that spectre ring
Unmoved and undiscovered lay
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A mute remembrancer of crime
Long lost concealed forgot for years
It comes at last to cancel time
And waken unavailing tears
Long lost concealed forgot for years
It comes at last to cancel time
And waken unavailing tears
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