If Anybody's friend be dead It's sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive - At such and such a time - Their costume, of a Sunday, Some manner of the Hair - A prank nobody knew but them Lost, in the Sepulchre -
How warm, they were, on such a day, You almost feel the date - So short way off it seems - And now - they're Centuries from that -
How pleased they were, at what you said! You try to touch the smile And dip your fingers in the frost - When was it - Can you tell -
You asked the Company to tea - Acquaintance - just a few - And chatted close with this Grand Thing That dont remember you -
Past Bows, and Invitations - Past Interview, and Vow - Past what Ourself can estimate - That - makes the Quick of Woe.
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