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SONG IN SPRING
April has whispered to the rose,
O flower, thy heart is deep and red,
Till evening let me lean my head
Between thy petals that unclose.
O flower, thy heart is deep and red,
Till evening let me lean my head
Between thy petals that unclose.
I murmured to my soul's delight,
Sweet love, thy heart is red and deep,
O take me in thine arms to sleep
Within thy bosom all the night!
Sweet love, thy heart is red and deep,
O take me in thine arms to sleep
Within thy bosom all the night!
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