I knew

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"I have been here before,

But when or how I cannot tell;

I know the grass beyond the door,

The sweet keen smell,

The sighing sound, the lights

around the shore.



You have been mine before -

How long ago I may not know;

But just when at that swallow's soar

Your neck turned so,

some veil did fall, -

I knew it all of yore"





Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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