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Where are you, Dear, now that the winter white / Has nearly run its course? Spring will be here / And birds shall sing as home they wing their flight, / "Where are you, Dear?"
Thus I have sung and waited thro' the year, / Saying at morning: "You will come with night? " / And in the night: "With the dawn kind and clear,
"You will pass by! " My little dwelling bright / Has its soft curtains drawn; I wait the cheer / Your presence brings by day and candle-light; / "Where are you, Dear? "