"What though the radiance...
which was once so bright...
Be now, forever taken...
from my sight...
Though nothing can bring back the hour...
Of splendor in the grass...
Of glory in the flower...
We will grieve not...
but rather find...
Strength in that....
which remains behind...
[from "Ode on Intimations of Immortality" William Wordsworth]
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