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MADRIGAL.
When primroses begin to peer,
Though distant hills be capped with snow,
And one stray thrush will carol clear
To snowdrops drooping all a-row;
When building rooks caw as they pass,
And the sun gleams o'er misty plains,
Or melts the hoar-frost from the grass,
The blood runs brisker in the veins.
Then hey for the spring! when the sweet birds sing;
Both lads and lasses love the spring.
Though distant hills be capped with snow,
And one stray thrush will carol clear
To snowdrops drooping all a-row;
When building rooks caw as they pass,
And the sun gleams o'er misty plains,
Or melts the hoar-frost from the grass,
The blood runs brisker in the veins.
Then hey for the spring! when the sweet birds sing;
Both lads and lasses love the spring.
When sunshine fills the keen March air,
And rain-flaws whirl across the lea,
And the day veers from foul to fair,
And the sap runs in every tree;
When clouds go floating far and near,
And colt's-foot buds in miry lanes,
And all things feel the spring o' the year,
The blood runs merrier in the veins.
Then hey for the spring! when the sweet birds sing;
Both lads and lasses love the spring.
And rain-flaws whirl across the lea,
And the day veers from foul to fair,
And the sap runs in every tree;
When clouds go floating far and near,
And colt's-foot buds in miry lanes,
And all things feel the spring o' the year,
The blood runs merrier in the veins.
Then hey for the spring! when the sweet birds sing;
Both lads and lasses love the spring.
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