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NEW LIFE
Alas for the heart where no love may spring!
(Oh, the wind blows keen from the north!)
For the empty nest and the broken wing.
(Oh, the breath of the frost goes forth!)
For the bird that nevermore song shall sing,
And the desolate days of earth.
(Oh, the wind blows keen from the north!)
For the empty nest and the broken wing.
(Oh, the breath of the frost goes forth!)
For the bird that nevermore song shall sing,
And the desolate days of earth.
Under the snowdrifts the blossoms awake;
(Oh, the wind comes up from the east!)
And forth from the prison of winter break,
For the voice of the storm hath ceased.
Arouse thee, my heart, and love's new life take,
As winds take the perfumes, and feast.
(Oh, the wind comes up from the east!)
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For the voice of the storm hath ceased.
Arouse thee, my heart, and love's new life take,
As winds take the perfumes, and feast.
A.
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