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Lyrics of Love and Laughter And never more shall leaves come forth On a bough that bears the ban; I am burned with dread, I am dried and dead, From the curse of a guiltless man. And ever the judge rides by, rides by, And goes to hunt the deer, And ever another rides his soul In the guise of a mortal fear. And ever the man he rides me hard, and never a night stays he; For I feel his curse as a haunted bough, On the trunk of a haunted tree. WELTSCHMERTZ. YOU ask why I am sad to-day, I have no cares, no griefs, you say? Ah, yes, 't is true, I have no grief- But- is there not the falling leaf? 156