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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - Autumn Feelings
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FLOURISH greener, as ye clamber,
Oh ye leaves, to seek my chamber,

Up the trellis`d vine on high!
May ye swell, twin-berries tender,
Juicier far,—and with more splendour

Ripen, and more speedily!
O`er ye broods the sun at even
As he sinks to rest, and heaven

Softly breathes into your ear
All its fertilising fullness,
While the moon`s refreshing coolness,

Magic-laden, hovers near;
And, alas! ye`re watered ever

By a stream of tears that rill
From mine eyes—tears ceasing never,

Tears of love that nought can still!
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