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@ " ...darn. I forgot what I was going to do."
                    
                    
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@ "Hmmm... let me see... it had something to do with... getting something..."
                    
                    
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@ "...Or was it getting somewhere?"
                    
                    
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@ "Aw, I can't remember. It probably wasn't that important anyway."
                    
                    
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Beware, there will be no return! Still climb? y
                    
                    
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@ "Curse you, scroll of amnesia!"


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Kernigh March 15, 2006 07:00
First comment: 6 April, 2005 349 comments written
I forgot how to climb the stairs.
Eskimo March 15, 2006 08:05
First comment: 14 April, 2004 166 comments written
I thought this was quite clever and someone was pulling our legs, i.e. after getting the amulet"The complete Amulet can keep off all the things that make
people unhappy -- jealousy, bad temper, pride, disagreeableness,
greediness, selfishness, laziness. Evil spirits, people called
them when the Amulet was made. Don't you think it would be nice
to have it?"
"Very," said the children, quite without enthusiasm.
"And it can give you strength and courage."
"That's better," said Cyril.
"And virtue."
"I suppose it's nice to have that," said Jane, but not with much
interest.
"And it can give you your heart's desire."
"Now you're talking," said Robert.
        [ The Story of the Amulet, by Edith Nesbit ]

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and all Dudley supposedly forgot what to do. This was without noticing the amnesiaGet thee hence, nor come again,
Mix not memory with doubt,
Pass, thou deathlike type of pain,
Pass and cease to move about!
'Tis the blot upon the brain
That will show itself without.
        ...
For, Maud, so tender and true,
As long as my life endures
I feel I shall owe you a debt,
That I never can hope to pay;
And if ever I should forget
That I owe this debt to you
And for your sweet sake to yours;
O then, what then shall I say? -
If ever I should forget,
May God make me more wretched
Than ever I have been yet!
        [ Maud, And Other Poems by Alfred, Lord Tennyson ]

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addition.
After reading that it might as well be the first thing Dudley did, read a scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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of amnesiaGet thee hence, nor come again,
Mix not memory with doubt,
Pass, thou deathlike type of pain,
Pass and cease to move about!
'Tis the blot upon the brain
That will show itself without.
        ...
For, Maud, so tender and true,
As long as my life endures
I feel I shall owe you a debt,
That I never can hope to pay;
And if ever I should forget
That I owe this debt to you
And for your sweet sake to yours;
O then, what then shall I say? -
If ever I should forget,
May God make me more wretched
Than ever I have been yet!
        [ Maud, And Other Poems by Alfred, Lord Tennyson ]

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Fathead July 20, 2006 00:21
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
Makes me wonder how Gilderoy Lockhart could even remember his own name.
Fathead July 20, 2006 00:22
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
& "And what is your third wish?"
@ "Huh? But I haven't made it!"

Etc.
Grognor April 18, 2007 09:13
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
Dudley, QUICK! FORGET HOW TO FORGET THINGS.

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