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The Thrush. |
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The Thrush.
One Candlemas, a gentle day of Spring,I was abroad betimes while the red sun
Rose large and stately with a purpled ring
Of mist about him, and a mantle dun.
Thro' naked boughs he ominously glared,
Till, soul-constrained, in sudden awe I stood,
And with a Persian's adoration stared.
When lo! from a round beech-tree in the wood,
The only tree to which the brown leaves clung,
A mavis warbled forth his mellow lay;
And ever as his ditty clear he sung
The passion swelled his breast of downy grey.
Dear bird! since then thy melody I know
The boldest in intent, the fullest in its flow.
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