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Show MEMORY. ' i Out throtiRh the fws you rode that day, ( To keep the tryst tlmt our hearts had mado; Or viu it a cliB.ne that I went lhat way, And met yov there tu the shade? 4 long tho lane with no break of sky, Together we measured our horses' pace, And the 'Jmdows came tliroiiKU tho branches hiKh Over your downcast face. Was it true what you t"i.l me then, sweetheart, In the pulih'tt kI'w uf th,. uuys thut passed, Wa; it lul-io ivlmt ou said when 'twas time to pan. From A dream tio sweet to last? Tini;ht yon sit in Hit' caii'lle's tin And erect tho man that llicy my you'll wed; Ik ih'Tu no tlioinrlit .f Cic suinnier there, (r tilt oltt, old line lon dead ? Th vii,lin' plnviiitr that old love tune Mul.'M mo think ot th" prist aj-'ain. 'Xli- tender wordai in my ianry croon And I Hoe you now as then, V.'b'm out through tin' trees you rod that day. To keep tlic tr.ysi that our heart had niad; Or was it a ohauoe t hat I went that way, Aiel uieL you there m tliohhadcy - Kaio .Masti'i-N,ii in Tex.i Sittings. |