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Splendor in the Grass

June 12, 2012

“What though the radiance

that was once so bright

Be now forever taken from my sight,

Thought nothing can bring back the hour 

Of splendor in the grass,

Of glory in the flower, 

We will grieve not, but rather find

Strength in what remains behind; 

In the primal sympathy

Which having must ever been;

In the soothing thoughts that sprint 

Out of human suffering,

In the faith that looks through death,

In years that bring the philosophic mind.”

–Wordsworth

 

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