33 <br /> <br />If recollecting were forgetting, <br />Then I remember not. <br />And if forgetting, recollecting, <br />How near I had forgot. <br />And if to miss, were merry, <br />And to mourn, were gay, <br />How very blithe the fingers <br />That gathered this, Today!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-recollecting-were-forgetting/
