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REGRET I would that I were again a child And a child you sweet and pure, That we might be free and wild In our consciousness obscure; That we might play fantastic games Under trees silent and shady, That we might have fairy-book names, I be a lord, you a lady. And all were a strong ignorance And a healthy want of thought, And many a prank, many a dance Our unresting feet had wrought; And I would act well a clown's part To your childish laughter winning, And I would call you my sweetheart And the name would have no meaning. Or sitting close we each other would move With tales that now gone are sad; We would have no sex, would feel no love, Good without fighting the bad. And a flower would be our life's delight And a nutshell boat our treasure: We would lock it in a cupboard at night As in memory a pleasure. We would spend hours and days like a wealth Of goodness too great to cloy, We would deep enjoy innocence and health Knowing not we did enjoy... Ah, what bitterest is is that alone Now one feeling in me I trace – That knowledge of what from us hath gone And of what it left in its place. Alexander Search May 29th. 1907
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