When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom’d, And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. —Walt Whitman
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Friends and relatives of the late Peggy Freydberg gathered in the Chilmark Community Center Sunday to celebrate her life, and the launching of a new collection of her poetry: Poems from the Pond: 107 Years of Words and Wisdom; The Writings of Peggy Freydberg.