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Oh, do you remember that night, long ago, / When I gave you the rose from my hair? / And you whispered, "I'll wear it close over my heart, / As I cherish the sweet giver there?"
'Twas a long time ago? you've forgotten, perhaps, / That such a thing ever occurred. / But to-night, as I sit in the firelight's glow, / My heart's with the memory stirred.