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To Mr. and Mrs. Sherwood.

I went to the parlor The morning you left And found it so lonely So wholly bereft

No trifle forgotten No token did stay To be a reminder Of those gone away

I looked all around me From bureau to chair And could not find even As much as a hair.

But though you left neither A ray nor a crumb To say that you ever Had been in that room

You left in my bosom A friendship so dear