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60
LII.
[As fresh and faded leaves grow on one tree]
As fresh and faded leaves grow on one treeIn wintry summer, ere its prime be sped;
As gold and grey hairs on one hapless head
Where youth is mixed with sorrow; as you see
Two children lying on one mother's knee,
One full of rosy life, one cold and dead;
As bright and dark thoughts on each other tread
Through some fair mind made mad with misery:
So is my heart's true love both young and old,
And fresh May green, and August's tarnished gold,
Sprinkled most strangely, in its July meet.
Ah me, to think my summer is so cold,
And soon, so soon, must I, frost-bound, behold
All my young dreams fall shaken to my feet.
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