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I said, last winter, When the grasses grow, / And there are flowers abloom in every place, / And soft south winds have melted all the snow, / Then I shall meet my darling face to face; / And I shall clasp, and hold her hand in mine, / And I shall see her blue eyes glow and shine.
And now the grass is green on moor and lea; / The snow has vanished, and the spring is here, / The robins shout from every forest tree, / The meadow larks are singing loud and clear, / And there are flowers abloom in every place -- / And yet I do not see my darling's face.
All soft and mild, the gentle south wind blew, / The snow clouds vanished, and the sunshine fell / Upon the meadow, and the daisies grew, / And violets and pansies graced the dell. / The bees are busy, while they softly hum, / And yet -- and yet -- my darling does not come.
Alas! for never will she come again, / She sleepeth, sleepeth, still and silent now; / Her couch is hollowed from the grassy plain, / And daisies bloom and blow above her brow; / And I can never hold her hand in mine, / And I can never see her blue eyes shine.