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The earth is in a melting mood, This moming of the year ; And clasped around by mists that brood, She smiles to find heraelf so wooed, With, now and then, a tear. The topmost fastness of the hill Has let the winter go ; The happy-hearted httle rill No longer shivers past the mili To meadows hushed with suow. The birds let fall their new-bonr dreams TT pon me f rom above ; And many a shadow wed with beams, And many a wind-kissed blossom seema To say a word for love. What is there in this tender air To thrill me like a dart? It quickens places poorand bare, And every covert sweet and fair, Except one maiden's heart. O, are such changeful gleams of Iight Made only to beguile ? Then, I am but a foolish wight, To b so glad because, last night, She blessed me with a smile. But O, when ice and snow relent, And every coldest thing; Might not, perchance, one more repent, And melting into warm consent, Flood all mv heart with Spring ?


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Michigan Argus