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I can't believe I almost forgot about this. One of my favorite poems of all time, by Gerard Manley Hopkins. So haunting and sad and beautiful and true.



Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! As the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, not spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leaf meal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now, no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow’s springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

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