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James and Mary Ford, eds.  Every Day in the Year.  1902.
 
December 18
To Samuel Rogers, Esq.
By Lord Byron (1788–1824)
 
(Died December 18, 1855)

ABSENT or present, still to thee,
  My friend, what magic spells belong!
As all can tell, who share, like me,
  In turn thy converse, and thy song.
 
But when the dreaded hour shall come,        5
  By Friendship ever deem’d too nigh,
And “Memory” o’er her Druid’s tomb
  Shall weep that aught of thee can die,
 
How fondly will she then repay
  Thy homage offer’d at her shrine,        10
And blend, while ages roll away,
  Her name immortally with thine!
 
 
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