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REMEMBRANCE. 
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1 found, while I wander’d alone on the strand 
By the cliff that o’erchang’s the dark sea, 
A flower of the ocean embedded in sand 
And the thoughts it awoke, were of thee. 
saw it removed from the parent, that nurst 
It's frail leaves as it oped to the deep, 
And I thought of the sorrow, the deepest the first, 
That had taught my poor eye-lids to weep. 
I saw it uprooted and torn by the storm 
From it’s kindred and home’ neath the wave; 
And I felt it might envy earths meanest worm, 
That could make of it cradle and grave. 
thought of thee, seeing the flower of love, 
Of the friends that rejoiced in its smile, 
To be loss’d on the waves of the world but to prove 
How its fairy wrought visions beguile. 
