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TO MYSELF WHEN I SHALL BE DYING, by                    
First Line: Recall how love still walks in piedmont park
Last Line: Down the long darkness of a street he loves!


Recall how love still walks in Piedmont Park
Laughing in summer by the water's edge,
How bees are still sweet thunder in the hedge
Beside your porch, how through the gilded dark
Of Peachtree Street you may not ride again
To tell new tales and laugh. Remember now
Some hand, some hair, some hot and lovely brow
Slipping away with this receding pain:

For earth is fading from your heart and lone
Immortal poppies with their drowsy brew
Bloom on you now unseen. How good if you
May stroll beyond this weariness like one
Who turns him to some merrier town and moves
Down the long darkness of a street he loves!





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