Four Springtimes Lost: And In The Fifth We Stand Comments
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Four springtimes lost: and in the fifth we stand,
here in this quiet hour of glory, still,
while o'er the bridal land
the westering sun dwells in untroubled gold
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And as your fingers brush my hand
so too the winning time
would charm me from regretful reverie
that keeps me somewhat sad, remembering — - - so romantic and so sad at the same time
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And as your fingers brush my hand so too the winning time would charm me from regretful reverie that keeps me somewhat sad, remembering — - - so romantic and so sad at the same time