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You leave it when spring blossoms fall, / The old house where the roses grew. / You gave them from the garden wall, / Your roses, faint of breath and hue, / Whose lovely like I never knew. / Can I my flock of memories call / To leave it when spring blossoms fall, / The old house where the roses grew?
No, no, they flit about the hall, / And beat their wings, and cry for you. / Be still: no more, no more at all, / She enters now: apart we two / Shall see in dreams, when late leaves fall, / The House of Youth, where roses grew!