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[When spring-time comes, the happy pairing birds]
When spring-time comes, the happy pairing birdsTrill forth their loves and flood the air with song;
But when we fling love's passion into words,
Not joy but sorrow makes our music strong:—
Not joy but sorrow makes our music sweet:—
Yet are we happier than the birds that pair;
For silence gives our joy a safe retreat,
While theirs is poured into the depths of air.
They sing away their gladness, we our pain:
They sing away their longings, we our fears:
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Falls fraught with rhythmic silence on our ears.
Words are the mists that bear love's tears away;—
Silence the herald of its dawning day.
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