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 , what right has the dawn to glimmer, What right has the wind to do aught but moan? All the day should be dimmer Because we are left alone.

Yestermorn like a sunbeam present Hither and thither a light step smiled, And made each place for us pleasant With the sense or the sight of a child.

But the leaves persist as before, and after Our parting the dull day still bears flowers And songs less bright than his laughter Deride us from birds in the bowers.

Birds, and blossoms, and sunlight only, As though such folly sufficed for spring! As though the house were not lonely For want of the child its king!