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A SPRING MORNING.
The Spring awakes with buds and birds and flowers,
Spring with her dewy eyes and sunny hair,
With violets to sweeten all the hours,
And perfume all the air.
Spring with her dewy eyes and sunny hair,
With violets to sweeten all the hours,
And perfume all the air.
The daisy rears its modest little head,
Pale with the hidden tale within its leaves,
And gently noddeth on its grassy bed,
'Mongst tiny emerald sheaves.
Pale with the hidden tale within its leaves,
And gently noddeth on its grassy bed,
'Mongst tiny emerald sheaves.
The roses blush beside the bubbling beck,
At their own beauty mirrored in the stream;
And milk-white clouds the blue of heaven fleck,
And all day idly dream.
At their own beauty mirrored in the stream;
And milk-white clouds the blue of heaven fleck,
And all day idly dream.
Dark purple butterflies flit through the air,
With violet down upon their pansy wings,
On every thrilling leafy branch so fair,
Some happy birdling sings.
With violet down upon their pansy wings,
On every thrilling leafy branch so fair,
Some happy birdling sings.
And oh the loving trembling of the trees!
This leaf an emerald, this a golden one,
As they all hear the rustling harmonies,
And quiver to the sun.
This leaf an emerald, this a golden one,
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And quiver to the sun.
And the soft sighing wavelets of the grass,
Sunned with the dandelion's yellow sheen,
All gently rise and fall, a moving mass,
A wondrous sea of green.
Sunned with the dandelion's yellow sheen,
All gently rise and fall, a moving mass,
A wondrous sea of green.
Pale hyacinths now bloom, all flecked with white,
And honeysuckles, delicate as fair;
Those rosy wine-cups for the elfins bright,
With perfumed nectar rare.
And honeysuckles, delicate as fair;
Those rosy wine-cups for the elfins bright,
With perfumed nectar rare.
O wondrous Earth! thou blossomest with joys,
With starry flowers, and with downy sod;
In thy grand forest-temple what can man,
Save fall and worship God!
With starry flowers, and with downy sod;
In thy grand forest-temple what can man,
Save fall and worship God!
May 20th, 1866.
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