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THE NEW FACES

IF you, that have grown old, were the first dead,

Neither catalpa tree nor scented lime

Should hear my living feet, nor would I tread

Where we wrought that shall break the teeth of time.

Let the new faces play what tricks they will

In the old rooms; night can out-balance day,

Our shadows rove the garden gravel still,

The living seem more shadowy than they.

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