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One Sister have I in our house, And one, a hedge away. Theres only one recorded, But both belong to me. One came the road that I came -- And wore my last years gown -- The other, as a bird her nest, Builded our hearts among. She did not sing as we did -- It was a different tune -- Herself to her a music As Bumble bee of June. Today is far from Childhood -- But up and down the hills I held her hand the tighter -- Which shortened all the miles -- And still her hum The years among, Deceives the Butterfly; Still in her Eye The Violets lie Mouldered this many May. I spilt the dew -- But took the morn -- I chose this single star From out the wide nights numbers -- Sue - forevermore! | 
