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Where is all the sunlight gone / Dearest heart and dearest? / Will it come again with dawn / Dearest heart and dearest? / Will it, stealing after night, / Fold the waking hours, till bright / To-morrow breaks the clearest, / Best, of every day we've had / Fresh and gay and good and glad? / _Dearest heart -- and dearest! _