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IT ’S all I have to bring to-day,
 This, and my heart beside,
This, and my heart, and all the fields,
 And all the meadows wide.
Be sure you count, should I forget, —
 Some one the sun could tell, —
This, and my heart, and all the bees
 Which in the clover dwell.