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AVTVMN SINGERS
When
woods are gold and hedges gay
With jewelled Autumn's brief array,
And diamonds sprinkle every spray,
The robin sings
His soft melodious well-a-day
For dying things.
With jewelled Autumn's brief array,
And diamonds sprinkle every spray,
The robin sings
His soft melodious well-a-day
For dying things.
Yet often, when a riotous night
Has ruined all the wood's delight,
There breaks a Spring-day warm and bright,
And the thrush sings,
As if his April were in sight,
Of quickening things.
Has ruined all the wood's delight,
There breaks a Spring-day warm and bright,
And the thrush sings,
As if his April were in sight,
Of quickening things.
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