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Wintertime nighs; But my bereavement-pain It cannot bring again: Twice no one dies. Flower-petals flee; But since it once hath been, No more that severing scene Can harrow me. Birds faint in dread: I shall not lose old strength In the lone frost's black length: Strength long since fled! Leaves freeze to dun; But friends cannot turn cold This season as of old For him with none. Tempests may scath; But love cannot make smart Again this year his heart Who no heart hath. Black is night's cope; But death will not appal One, who past doubtings all, Waits in unhope.
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