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RONDEAU.

Because of you, my only dear,
How radiant grows my atmosphere.
As might a little golden light
Hid in a silence, out of sight,
Fill a dull house with warmth and cheer.
Winter's not cold, or Autumn sere,
But Spring is vernal all the year.
My life goes clothed in bridal white
Because of you.
You are my sun, my star by night;
My dawn that puts the dark to flight.
What should I be without you, dear?
Without you! Ah, the shade of fear
That chequers all my life's delight
Because of you.