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“It did not move my grief, to see

The trace of human step departed,

Because the garden was deserted,

The blither place for me!

“Friends, blame me not! a narrow ken

Hath childhood ’twixt the sun and sward:

We draw the moral afterward—

We feel the gladness then.”

E. Barrett Browning.