Result of a bad Probability Final
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Lines from 'On Going Unnoticed' by Robert Frost
You linger your little hour and are gone,
And still the wood sweep leafily on,
Not even missing the coral-root flower,
You took as a trophy of the hour.
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