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/ Were we in May now, while / Our souls are yearning, / Sad hearts would bound and smile / With red blood burning; / Around the tedious dial / No slow hands turning.
/ Were we in May now, say, / What joy to know / Her heart's streams pulse away / In winds that blow, / See graceful limbs of May / Revealed to glow.