Ah! changed and cold, how changed and very cold,
With stiffened smiling lips and cold calm eyes:
Changed, yet the same; much knowing, little wise;
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O happy rosebud blooming
Upon thy parent tree,
Nay, thou art too presuming
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A cold wind stirs the blackthorn
To burgeon and to blow,
Besprinkling half-green hedges
With flakes and sprays of snow.
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Where were you last night? I watched at the gate;
I went down early, I stayed down late.
Were you snug at home, I should like to know,
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Oh, for the time gone by, when thought of Christ
Made His Yoke easy and His Burden light;
When my heart stirred within me at the sight
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Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
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I loved my love from green of Spring
Until sere Autumn's fall;
But now that leaves are withering
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Some are laughing, some are weeping;
She is sleeping, only sleeping.
Round her rest wild flowers are creeping;
There the wind is heaping, heaping
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Roses blushing red and white,
For delight;
Honeysuckle wreaths above,
For love;
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The horses of the sea
Rear a foaming crest,
But the horses of the land
Serve us the best.
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