“…A tale begun in other days,
When summer suns were glowing –
A simple chime, that served to time
The rhythm of your rowing –
Whose echoes live in memory yet,
Though envious years would say “forget.”
(Lewis Carroll, “Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There”)
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