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JAMES LEE.

I.

AT THE WINDOW.

1.
Ah, love, but a day,
And the world has changed!
The sun 's away,
And the bird 's estranged;
The wind has dropped,
And the sky 's deranged:
Summer has stopped.

2.
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?