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As the days / Go their ways; / And the months, and the years, / Bring their laughter and their tears, -- / And their range / Of turn and change -- / All the old, / Away we fold, -- / With the moth, / And the dust; / Nothing loth / Since we must / Have the new! / As the days / Go their ways / One thing stays -- / My love for you.