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WHEN GREEN LEAVES COME AGAIN.
And summer die in winter's arms
Ere green leaves come again.
Ere green leaves come again.
"So slip the seasons—and our lives:
'T is idle to complain:
But yet I sigh, I scarce know why,
When green leaves come again."
'T is idle to complain:
But yet I sigh, I scarce know why,
When green leaves come again."
Nay, lift up thankful eyes, my sweet!
Count equal, loss and gain:
Because, as long as the world lasts,
Green leaves will come again.
Count equal, loss and gain:
Because, as long as the world lasts,
Green leaves will come again.
For, sure as earth lives under snows,
And Love lives under pain,
'T is good to sing with everything,
"When green leaves come again."
And Love lives under pain,
'T is good to sing with everything,
"When green leaves come again."
