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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
A British product, similar to Australian Vegemite
I don’t agree with that saying, “love it or hate it” because neither I love Marmite and nor I hate Marmite. I got a Marmite and Vegemite jar in USA after some of my friends mention me quality of Marmite. But what I got one has no labelled — Roses are red, violets are blue, Marmite you’re brown…and I love you — as they mentioned and it does not make me feel like I am a cat or I did not became passionate to it. Although that, the taste of Marmite is very different. I don’t think I have tasted that taste before, it has mix taste like vitamin, old coffee, black chocolate and tamarind. Furthermore, I asked many of my friends to taste it, and most of them said it has funny taste while fewer of them likes it. Marmite cost five US dollars and can get it on european food section. I still have to test the taste of Vegemite.