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AUTUMN RAIN.
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AUTUMN RAIN.
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The dead leaves lie sodden in the rain,
The loud, lonesome wind is blowing, blowing;—
Will the golden summer ever come again?
The vines at the lattice sigh and shiver,
The trees sob and tremble as in pain,
The loud, lonesome wind goes by forever;—
Will the golden summer ever come again!
The trees sob and tremble as in pain,
The loud, lonesome wind goes by forever;—
Will the golden summer ever come again!
Return, O ye days whose dewy closes
Brought peace to the aching heart and brain!
Return, bashful lilies and white roses,
And bring back the summer-time again!
Brought peace to the aching heart and brain!
Return, bashful lilies and white roses,
And bring back the summer-time again!
Awake in the windy midnight, hearing
The wild tempest's sorrowful refrain,
My heart sinks down sad and heavy, fearing
That the summer-time will never come again.
The wild tempest's sorrowful refrain,
My heart sinks down sad and heavy, fearing
That the summer-time will never come again.