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George Meredith

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Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting:
So were it with me if forgetting could be willed.
Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring,
Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.
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Love in the Valley, st. 5.

 
George Meredith

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