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AH! who'll e'er those days restore,
Those bright days of early love Who'll one hour again concede,
Of that time so fondly cherish'd! Silently my wounds I feed, And with wailing evermore
Sorrow o'er each joy now perish'd. Ah! who'll e'er the days restore
Of that time so fondly cherish'd.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Read poems about / on: sorrow, joy, loss, time, love
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