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XXXIX. WHEN NATURE WAKES;
OR, Snowdrops.
When Nature wakes, in Winter's spite,
Beneath her winding-sheet of white,
She starts up from her chilling bier
In haste to welcome the New Year
With Earth's first flowers, a token bright.
Beneath her winding-sheet of white,
She starts up from her chilling bier
In haste to welcome the New Year
With Earth's first flowers, a token bright.
Truly a garland of delight
Are snowdrops, bursting from the night
Of Winter's gloom, sad hearts to cheer,
When Nature wakes.
Are snowdrops, bursting from the night
Of Winter's gloom, sad hearts to cheer,
When Nature wakes.
In groups they shine, and charm the sight,
Where sheltered garden-nooks invite;
And from their silver bells you hear
Faint echoes of the summons clear
Which stirs all earth, in depth and height,
When Nature wakes.
Where sheltered garden-nooks invite;
And from their silver bells you hear
Faint echoes of the summons clear
Which stirs all earth, in depth and height,
When Nature wakes.
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