this half an hour and more. 

 (The church clock strikes the noon.) 

 

 

   A MEMORY 

 I came across the marsh to-night, And though the wind was cold, I stayed a moment on the bridge To note the paly gold 

And though the wind was cold,

To note the paly gold

 That lingered on the darkening bay; The creek which ran below Was frozen dumb; the dreary flats Were overspread with snow. 

The creek which ran below

Were overspread with snow.

 The college bell began to ring, And as the north wind blew Its distant janglings out to sea, I thought, dear Friend, of you; 

And as the north wind blew

I thought, dear Friend, of you;

 And how one warm September day, While yet the woods were green, We strayed across the happy hills And this wide marsh between. 

While yet the woods were green,

And this wide marsh between.

 The hay-stacks dotted here and there The water-meadows wide: The even lines of sluices black Were filling with the tide. 

The water-meadows wide:

Were filling with the tide.

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