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Every winter, When the great sun has turned his face away, The earth goes down into a vale of grief, And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables, Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay-- Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
-- Charles Kingsley (1819 - 1875), Saint's Tragedy (act III, sc. 1)
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