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Every day hath its night: / Every night its morn: / Through dark and bright / Winged hours are borne; / Ah! welaway! / Seasons flower and fade; / Golden calm and storm / Mingle day by day. / There is no bright form / Doth not cast a shade / Ah! welaway!