Chime out, thou little song of Spring, Float in the blue skies ravishing. Thy song-of-life a joy doth bring That’s sweet, albeit fleeting. Float on the Spring-winds e’en to my home: And when thou to a rose shalt come That hath begun to show her bloom, Say, I send her greeting!
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