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Before my hearth with head low-bowed / I dream, and strive to reach again, / Across the misty past's gray cloud, / Unto Remembrance's domain,
Where tree and house and upland way / Are blurred and blue like passing ghosts, / And the eye, ponder though it may, / Consults in vain the guiding-posts.