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MY beautiful beech your smooth grey coat is trimmed	A
With letters Once each stood for all things dear	B
To foolish lovers dead this many a year	B
Whose lamp of lighted love so soon was dimmed	A
You have seen them come and go	C
And heard their kisses and vows	D
Under your boughs	D
The pitiful vows they swore	E
Have seen their poor tears flow	C
Have seen them part to meet and to return no more	E
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And in old winters through your branches bare	F
The north wind drove the blue home scented smoke	G
That on the glowing Christmas hearth awoke	G
Where the old logs with eager flicker and flare	F
Sang their low crackling song	H
Of peace and of good will	I
The old song is still	I
The old voices have died away	J
The hearth has been cold so long	H
And the bright faces dimmed and covered up with clay	J
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And summer after summer wakes to glow	C
The ordered pleasance with the clipped box hedge	K
The drooping lilac by the old moat's edge	K
The roses that throw you kisses from below	C
The orchard pink and white	L
The sedge's whispered words	M
The nesting birds	M
All these return to revel round your feet	N
And in the untroubled night	L
The nightingale still sings the jasmine still is sweet	N
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My beautiful beech I carve upon you here	O
The master letter which begins her name	P
Through whom to me the royal summer came	P
And nightingale and rose and all things dear	B
And in some far off time	Q
I shall come here weary and old	R
When the hearth in my heart is cold	R
And the birds that nest there flown	S
I will remember this summer in all its prime	Q
And say 'There was a day	J
Thank God the Giver an unforgotten day	J
When I walked here not alone	S
O God of pity and sorrow not alone '	-

Edith Nesbit

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