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"WHEN THIS YOU SEE"
When this you see remember me,
Though many a mile apart we be,
When I am where you cannot be,
Far away on the battle field.
James W. Thornhill ~ Poetry of the Civil War
"Remember me!"
~ Job 14:13 ~
"CHILD OF THE PURE UNCLOUDED BROW"
Child of the pure unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet, and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love gift of a fairy tale.
I have not seen thy sunny face,
Nor heard thy silver laughter:
No thought of me shall find a place
In thy young life's hereafter--
Enough that now thou wilt not fail
To listen to my fairy-tale.

A tale begun in other days,
When summer suns were glowing--
A simple chime, that served to time
The rhythm of our rowing--
Whose echoes live in memory yet,
Though envious years would say "forget".

Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread
With bitter tidings laden,
Shall summon to unwelcome bed
A melancholy maiden
We are but older children, dear,
Who fret to find our bedtime near.
Without, the frost, the blinding snow,
The storm wind's moody madness--
Within, the firelight's ruddy glow,
And childhood's nest of gladness.
The magic words shall hold thee fast:
Thou shalt not heed the raving blast.
And, though the shadow of a sigh
May tremble through the story,
For "happy summer days" gone by,
And vanish'd summer glory--
It shall not touch with breath of bale,
The pleasance of our fairy tale.

Through the Looking Glass ~ Louis Carroll
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A tale begun in other days, when summer suns were glowing ~
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