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The long grief left her old -- and then / Came love and made her young again / As though some newer, gentler Spring / Should start dead roses blossoming; / Old roses that have lain full long / In some forgotten book of song, / Brought from their darkness to be one / With lilting winds and rain and sun; / And as they too might bring away / From that dim volume where they lay / Some lyric hint, some song's perfume / To add its beauty to their bloom, / So love awakes her heart that lies / Shrouded in fragrant memories, / And bids it bloom again and wake / Sweeter for that old sorrow's sake.