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Lilacs blossom just as
Now my heart is shattered
If I bowled it down the street,
Who's to say it mattered

The Day that Youth had died,
There came to his grave-side, In decent mourning, from the country’s ends, Those scatter’d friends Who had lived the boon companions of his prime,
And laughed with him and sung with him and wasted, In feast a...

The south-wind
Life, sunshine, and desire,
And on every mount and
Breathes aromatic fire,