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William Wilfred Campbell, comp.  The Oxford Book of Canadian Verse.  1913.
A Memory
By Francis Joseph Sherman (1871–1926)
YOU are not with me though the Spring is here!
And yet it seemed to me to-day as if the Spring
Were the same one that in an ancient year
Came suddenly upon our wandering.
You must remember all that chanced that day.        5
Can you forget the shy awaking call
Of the first robin?—And the foolish way
The squirrel ran along the low stone wall?
The half-retreating sound of water breaking,
Hushing, falling; while the pine-laden breeze        10
Told us the tumult many crows were making
Amid innumerable distant trees;
The certain presence of the birth of things
Around, above, beneath us,—everywhere;
The soft return of immemorial Springs        15
Thrilling with life the fragrant forest air;
All these were with us, then. Can you forget?
Or must you—even as I—remember well?
To-day, all these were with me, there,—and yet
They seemed to have some bitter thing to tell;        20
They looked with questioning eyes, and seemed to wait
One’s doubtful coming whom of old they knew;
Till, seeing me alone and desolate,
They learned how vain was strong desire of you.

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