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Ah, Love, but a day

And the world has changed!

The sun's away,

And the bird estranged;

The wind has dropped

And the sky's deranged:

Summer, summer has stopped.


Look in my eyes!

Wilt thou change too?

Should I fear surprise?

Shall I find aught new

In the old and dear,

In the good and true,

With the changing year?

Ah, look in my eyes, look in my eyes

Wilt thou change too?