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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.

By Anne ReeveAldrich

1585 Recollection

HOW can it be that I forget

The way he phrased my doom,

When I recall the arabesques

That carpeted the room?

How can it be that I forget

His look and mien that hour,

When I recall I wore a rose,

And still can smell the flower?

How can it be that I forget

Those words that were the last,

When I recall the tune a man

Was whistling as he passed?

These things are what we keep from life’s

Supremest joy or pain;

For Memory locks her chaff in bins

And throws away the grain.