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/ Sullen gold down all the sky, / In the roses sultry musk; / Nightingales hid in the dusk / Yonder sob and sigh.
/ You are here; and I could weep, / Weep for joy and suffering. / "Where is he? " He'd have me sing; -- / There he sits asleep.