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Poem by John Bannister Tabb
Memory
I go not to the grave to weep,
But to my heart, wherein I keep
A hidden manna that hath fed
Alike the living and the dead.
We gathered it as, day by day,
It fell from heaven upon our way,
To be, if haply one were gone,
The bread for both to feed upon.
John Bannister Tabb
John Bannister Tabb's other poems:- Bicycles! Tricycles!
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- The Honey-Bee
- The Bee and the Blossoms
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Oliver Goldsmith Memory ("O MEMORY, thou fond deceiver") William Browne Memory ("SO shuts the marigold her leaves") Christina Rossetti Memory ("I nursed it in my bosom while it lived") Jones Very Memory ("Soon the waves so lightly bounding") Edgar Guest Memory ("I stood and watched him playing") George Horton Memory ("Sweet memory, like a pleasing dream") Thomas Aldrich Memory ("My mind lets go a thousand things") Charles Lamb Memory ("For gold could Memory be bought") Anne Lynch Botta Memory ("Maiden of the lofty brow") Theodore Roethke Memory ("IN THE slow world of dream") William Yeats Memory ("ONE had a lovely face") William Wordsworth Memory ("A pen — to register; a key —")
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