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MARCH.
Such blue of sky, so palely fair,Such glow of earth, such lucid air!
Such purple on the mountain lines,
Such deep new verdure in the pines!
The live light strikes the broken towers,
The crocus bulbs burst into flowers,
The sap strikes up the black vine stock,
And the lizard wakes in the splintered rock,
The wheat's young green peeps through the sod,
And the heart is touched with a thought of God;
The very silence seems to sing,
It must be spring, it must be spring!
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