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I have no heart for any other joy, / The drenched September day turns to depart, / And I have said good-bye to what I love; / With my own will I vanquished my own heart.
On the long wind I hear the winter coming, / The window panes are cold and blind with rain; / With my own will I turned the summer from me / And summer will not come to me again.