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Leaden skies and a lonesome shadow / Where summer has passed with her gorgeous train; / Snow on the mountain, and frost on the meadow -- / A white face pressed to the window pane; / A cold mist falling, a bleak wind calling, / And oh! but life seems vain.
Rain is better than golden weather, / When the heart is dulled with a dumb despair. / Dead leaves lie where they walked together, / The hammock is gone, and the rustic chair. / Let bleak snows cover the whole world over -- / It will never again seem fair.
Time laughs lightly at youth's sad 'Never,' / Summer shall come again, smiling once more, / High o'er the cold world the sun shines for ever, / Hearts that seemed dead are alive at the core. / Oh, but the pain of it -- oh, but the gain of it, / After the shadows pass o'er.