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DEFERRED
Not now, when skies are gold and blue
And you have me and I have you,
When there are roses all the way,
And April days and nights of May,
And life is joy the whole day long—
Not now can passion flower in song.
And you have me and I have you,
When there are roses all the way,
And April days and nights of May,
And life is joy the whole day long—
Not now can passion flower in song.
But in the dark days by-and-by,
When, deep divided, you and I,
Shivering among the rose-thorns bare,
At last confess what fools we were;
Then, neatly wired, a nosegay fine
Shall deck your heart—O heart of mine!
When, deep divided, you and I,
Shivering among the rose-thorns bare,
At last confess what fools we were;
Then, neatly wired, a nosegay fine
Shall deck your heart—O heart of mine!
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