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O Faded Leaf.
1837.
O faded leaf! O faded heart!
The summer hue of both is gone!
The storms of fate may do their part,
The storms of winter ravage on!
The heart—the leaf—have felt the worst;
No further blight can either know;
And—all unfeared—shall o'er them burst
The future wind, the future woe!
The summer hue of both is gone!
The storms of fate may do their part,
The storms of winter ravage on!
The heart—the leaf—have felt the worst;
No further blight can either know;
And—all unfeared—shall o'er them burst
The future wind, the future woe!
Unlike the leaf in June's caress!
Unlike the heart when sorrow-free!—
But yet there springs from hopelessness
A stern, defying energy;
For—the worst known, and scorned the worst—
The man hath nought to fear below,
And asks not—recks not—when shall burst
The future wind, the future woe!
Unlike the heart when sorrow-free!—
But yet there springs from hopelessness
A stern, defying energy;
For—the worst known, and scorned the worst—
The man hath nought to fear below,
And asks not—recks not—when shall burst
The future wind, the future woe!
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