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 Than dreaming I should find what I shall not— Till I remembered that I had forgot.

Throwing a careless pebble in the lake She saw the clear sky crumple and the hill Waver and reel and all the sunlight spill In swimming circles and the willows shake, And watching said: You say love cannot die, But there's a lovely world has had an end. And when he laughed and said the sky would mend She said: And that would be another sky.

And then: Oh, yes, the image will return Being an image—yet the sky has tumbled