Memories of President Lincoln（一）

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    When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd，

    And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the

    night，

    I mourn'd， and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

    Ever-returning spring， trinity sure to me you bring，

    Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west，

    And thought of him I love.