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BOOK I.

SPRING.

COME, Spring, O come;

And loiter not so long,

In distant Southern isles,
Or in the glens of Araby the Blest.
Come, Spring, O come;

For I am sick at heart

Of the dull winter's length,
And yearn to see thy cheerful face again.
On the fresh blade

Glistens the rime of morn,

Waiting for thee to come, And with thy breath exhale it to the skies.

For thee the bud

Its fragile form unfolds ;

And opening film by film, Spreads to the tempting air its leaf of gauze. The lamb for thee,

Thrilling with young delight,

Skips through the fleecy fold
On the warm slope of mavy a sunny vale ;

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now the Spring adrantes
ugh the gay, green tree;

the light leaf dances
I to the quivering breeze!

U sunlight glances !
mis dark cavern flees,
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of the vernal rain. lets, from the mountain stealing, Fila Verdant vales along; the songster's tongue is sealing;

s dark grove is heard his song; Me and lovely hues revealing, als the field and forest throng;

in the earth in radiant showers, ainbows play among the flowers.

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SPRING Spring, in sunshine clad, aost thou thy power display!

ter maketh the light heart sad, hou-thou makest the sad heart gay, sthee, and calls to his gloomy train, eet, and the snow, and the wind, and the rain ; chey shrink away, and they flee in fear, hen thy merry step draws near.

ter giveth the fields, and the trees so old,
Their beards of icicles and snow;
nd the rain, it raineth'so fast and cold,

We must cower over the embers low,
And, snugly housed from the wind and weather,
Mope like birds that are changing feather.
But the storm retires, and the sky grows clear,
When thy merry step draws near.

Lungfellow. While near at hand,

From hedgerows faintly green,

To frequent bleatings shrill
The newly-mating birds in songs reply.

Then from afar

Once more appear, O Spring,

Breathing thy odorous sweets,
With robe of violet and lily crown.

Once more appear,

Enchantress of the world!

Who with sweet syren voice
Lullest the harsh notes of the wintry gale.

So at thy call

All nature shall revive,

And grateful, o'er thy head,
Strew the white blossoms of the early year.

Caswall.

APPROACH OF SPRING. Now that the Winter's gone, the earth hath lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost Candies the grass, or calls an icy cream Upon the silver lake, or crystal stream; But the warm sun thaws the benumbéd earth, And makes it tender; gives a second birth To the dead swallow ; wakes in hollow tree The drowsy cuckoo and the humble-bee. Now do a choir of chirping minstrels bring In triumph to the world the youthful Spring. The valleys, hills, and woods, in rich array, Welcome the coming of the long'd-for May. Now all things smile.

Carew.

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