I know not how it falls on me
This summer evening, hushed and lone;
Yet the faint wind comes soothingly
With something of an olden tone
Forgive me if I've shunned so long
Your gentle greeting, earth and air!
But sorrow withers e'en the strong
And who can fight against despair?
This summer evening, hushed and lone;
Yet the faint wind comes soothingly
With something of an olden tone
Forgive me if I've shunned so long
Your gentle greeting, earth and air!
But sorrow withers e'en the strong
And who can fight against despair?
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