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I TOLD YOU.

I told you Roses ne'er would wed
Their bloom to wintry air;
But then, you press'd my lips, and said
The rose you loved bloom'd there!—
I said the wintry day was bare,
The sun far out of view;
You smiled, and vowed my golden hair
Was sunlight unto you!

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I said the woods no more rejoice
With notes, more sweet than words;
But, oh, you whisper'd then, my voice
Was sweeter than the birds:
And still whatever charm I named
That lends to Spring delight,
You, for your own loved maiden, claim'd,
And lived but in her sight!
Blow, chilling winds of Winter, blow!
Whilst Love the heart illumes,
Life's roses still exist 'mid snow—
And Spring eternal blooms!
Roll, heavy clouds of Winter, roll!
Love, from the dark, hath thrown
A sunlight over heart and soul
More bright than heaven's own!