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Lovers, forget your love, / And list to the love of these, / She a window flower, / And he a winter breeze.
When the frosty window veil / Was melted down at noon, / And the cagèd yellow bird / Hung over her in tune, / He marked her through the pane, / He could not help but mark, / And only passed her by, / To come again at dark.
He was a winter wind, / Concerned with ice and snow, / Dead weeds and unmated birds, / And little of love could know.
But he sighed upon the sill, / He gave the sash a shake, / As witness all within / Who lay that night awake.
Perchance he half prevailed / To win her for the flight / From the firelit looking-glass / And warm stove-window light.
But the flower leaned aside / And thought of naught to say, / And morning found the breeze / A hundred miles away.