"Go, forget me! why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me, and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing! Smile,—though I shall not be near thee; Sing,—though I shall never hear thee!"
"Those who do remember it will find new ways to screw it up."
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Source: Charles Wright (2014). “Negative Blue: Selected Later Poems”, p.163, Macmillan
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