“The fading things we only know We’ll have forgotten ...
Put away ...
Desires that melted with the snow,
And dreams begotten This to-day
The sudden dawns we laughed to greet, That all could see, that none could share,
Will be but dawns ... and if we meet We shall not care.
Dear ... not one tear will rise for this ... A little while hence
No regret
Will stir for a remembered kiss—
Not even silence, When we’ve met,
Will give old ghosts a waste to roam, Or stir the surface of the sea ...
If gray shapes drift beneath the foam We shall not see.”
"Eleanor"
"But wisdom passes ... still the years Will feed us wisdom .... Age will go Back to the old—
For all our tears
We shall not know.”p
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