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SPRING
First-Spring walks in the woods,
Sits as king in the valleys:
Cowslip-crown'd-and-anemone,
Starr'd with white lilies.
Sits as king in the valleys:
Cowslip-crown'd-and-anemone,
Starr'd with white lilies.
Burns on level and upland,
Miles of meadowy splendour;
Breathes his haze on the orchard,
Rosily tender.
Miles of meadowy splendour;
Breathes his haze on the orchard,
Rosily tender.
Sweet Spring that in the blackbird
Speakest, and in the thrushes,
And e'en on the life-lorn hillside
Com'st to the bushes;
Speakest, and in the thrushes,
And e'en on the life-lorn hillside
Com'st to the bushes;
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