Flash rule: Nor your ingenious recreance to think We cherish, in the life that is to come, The scattered features of dead friends again.

II

Never until our souls are strong enough To plunge into the crater of the Scheme -- Triumphant in the flash there to redeem Love\'s handsel and forevermore to slough, Like cerements at a played-out masque, the rough And reptile skins of us whereon we set The stigma of scared years -- are we to get

Miss Maron’s 3rd Grade Class
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