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It seems to me as I think of her, / That my youth has come again: / I hear the breath of summer stir / The leaves in the old refrain: / "Oh! my Lady-love! Oh! my Lady-love! / Oh! where can my Lady be? / I will seek my Love, with the wings of a dove, / And pray her to love but me."
The flower-kissed meadows all once more / Are green with grass and plume; / The apple-trees again are hoar / With fragrant snow of bloom. / Oh! my Lady-love! Oh! my Lady-love! / Oh! where can my Lady be? etc.