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 [59] SINCE I LAY ILL

I lay ill, how long has passed? Almost a hundred heavy-hanging days. The maids have learnt to gather my medicine-herbs; The dog no longer barks when the doctor comes. The jars in my cellar are plastered deep with mould; My singer's carpets are half crumbled to dust. How can I bear, when the Earth renews her light, To watch from a pillow the beauty of Spring unfold? [92]