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BLACKBIRD WEATHER

In the winter bare
It was blackbird weather—
Blackbirds everywhere
Shouted all together.
Round the chilly house,
Ere the sun was peeping,
Sang as though to rouse
The hid flowers from sleeping.
Blackbirds sang enchanting
In grey garden bowers,
Magical and haunting,
Stirred more than the flowers.
In the blackbird weather
What strange hopes spring up,
Wild, without a tether,
The strange wonderful hope!

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Hope so often vain,
That no years may kill,
Stabs us once again
With the old exquisite thrill.
Hope, oft proved a cheat,
Beckons us once more.
With the wild eyes and sweet
We knew so well of yore.
From a winter tree
Blackbirds sang together,
Of some bliss to be
In the green wonderful weather.