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IX. Light Within.

Lady mine, the faint year sickens,
The leaf turns yellow, and falls, and dies.
But my heart revives and quickens
Though but fed with tears and sighs,
Not till spring the tree recovers;
Ever it is spring with lovers
Who can dream of loving eyes.
Lady mine, though dull cloud saddens
Mount and sky with heavy gloom,
Thy remembered presence gladdens
Wasted garden, lightless room.
Wintry storm the country covers;
Ever it is spring with lovers
While the young heart is in bloom.