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2004-05-05 - 9:36 a.m. AE Housman's words And here it is, in all its beauty. Thinking of printing it out and putting it on my door at work. II Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide. Now, of my three score years and ten, Twenty will not come again, And take from seventy springs a score, It only leaves me fifty more. And since to look at things in bloom Fifty springs are little room, About the woodlands I will go To see the cherry hung with snow. leave a note
...they are just words, Suzi... - 2011-08-29
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