I Dwelt with Sorrow Long
I dwelt with sorrow long …
But when bright April came
With feet of flame,
I said:
“Heart, joy is not forever dead!”
(Again I heard the nesting robin's song.)
But when bright April came
With feet of flame,
I said:
“Heart, joy is not forever dead!”
(Again I heard the nesting robin's song.)
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