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Here is the place right over the hill	A
Runs the path I took	B
You can see the gap in the old wall still	A
And the stepping stones in the shallow brook	B
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There is the house with the gate red barred	C
And the poplars tall	D
And the barn's brown length and the cattle yard	C
And the white horns tossing above the wall	D
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There are the beehives ranged in the sun	E
And down by the brink	F
Of the brook are her poor flowers weed o'errun	E
Pansy and daffodil rose and pink	F
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A year has gone as the tortoise goes	G
Heavy and slow	H
And the same rose blows and the same sun glows	G
And the same brook sings of a year ago	H
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There 's the same sweet clover smell in the breeze	I
And the June sun warm	J
Tangles his wings of fire in the trees	I
Setting as then over Fernside farm	K
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I mind me how with a lover's care	L
From my Sunday coat	M
I brushed off the burrs and smoothed my hair	L
And cooled at the brookside my brow and throat	M
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Since we parted a month had passed	N
To love a year	O
Down through the beeches I looked at last	N
On the little red gate and the well sweep near	O
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I can see it all now the slantwise rain	E
Of light through the leaves	P
The sundown's blaze on her window pane	E
The bloom of her roses under the eaves	P
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Just the same as a month before	Q
The house and the trees	I
The barn's brown gable the vine by the door	Q
Nothing changed but the hives of bees	I
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Before them under the garden wall	D
Forward and back	R
Went drearily singing the chore girl small	D
Draping each hive with a shred of black	R
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Trembling I listened the summer sun	E
Had the chill of snow	H
For I knew she was telling the bees of one	E
Gone on the journey we all must go	H
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Then I said to myself My Mary weeps	S
For the dead to day	T
Haply her blind old grandsire sleeps	S
The fret and the pain of his age away	T
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But her dog whined low on the doorway sill	A
With his cane to his chin	E
The old man sat and the chore girl still	A
Sung to the bees stealing out and in	E
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And the song she was singing ever since	U
In my ear sounds on	E
Stay at home pretty bees fly not hence	V
Mistress Mary is dead and gone	E

John Greenleaf Whittier

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