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/ Not while I live may I forget / That garden which my spirit trod! / Where dreams were flowers, wild and wet, / And beautiful as God.
/ Not while I breathe, awake, adream, / Shall live again for me those hours, / When, in its mystery and gleam, / I met her 'mid the flowers.