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I have been here before. But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore."
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"A sonnet is a moment's monument, - Memorial from the Soul's eternity To one dead deathless hour."
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"Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been. I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell."
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"Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies? Nay, who but infants question in such wise, 'twas one of my most intimate enemies."
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"The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful, and has nobody to thank."
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