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  • Forgotten? No, we never do forget:
    We let the years go: eash then clean with tears,
    Leave them to bleach, out in the open day,
    Or lock them careful by, like dead friends’ clothes,
    Till we shall dare unfold them without pain,—
    But we forget not, never can forget.

    "A Flower of a Day". Poem by Dinah Maria Mulock, webapp1.dlib.indiana.edu. 1866.