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Soon the frail eggs they shall Chip, and upspringing Make all the April woods Merry with singing. Younger than we are, O children, and frailer, Soon in blue air they'll be, Singer and sailor. SOON THE FRAIL EGGS THEY SHALL CHIP AN UPSPRINGING MAKE ALL THE APRIL WOODS MARY WAS SINGING YOUNGER THAN WE ARE O CHILDREN AND CRALER SOON IN BLUE AIR THERE'LL BE SINGER AND SAILOR
es and the whins Sleeping birds a-waking. In the darkness shapes of things, Houses, trees and hedges, Clearer grow; and sparrow's wings Beat on window ledges. These shall wake the yawning maid; She the door shall open-- Finding dew on garden glade And the morning broken. There my garden grows again Green and rosy painted, As at eve behind the pane From my eyes it fainted. Just as it was shut away, Toy-like, in the even, Here I see it glow with day Under glowing heaven. Every path and every plot, Every bush of roses, Every blue forget-me-not Where the dew reposes. "Up!" they cry, "the day is come On the smiling valleys: We have beat the morning drum; Playmate, join your allies!" [Illustration] [Illustration] NEST EGGS Birds all the sunny day Flutter and quarrel Here in the arbour-like Tent of the laurel. Here in the fork The brown nest is seated; Four little blue eggs The mother keeps heated. While we stand watching her Staring like gabies, Safe in each egg are the Bird's little babies. HE BEDROOM HANDLES TILL AT LAST THE DAY BEGINS IN THE EAST A BREAKING IN THE HEDGES AND WINES SWEEPING BIRDS AWAY KING IN THE DARKNESS SHAPES OF THINGS HOSE TREES AND HEDGES GROW CLEAR AND SPARROWS WINGS BEAT ON WINDOW LEDGES THESE SHALL WAKE THE YAWNING MAID SHE THE DOOR SHALL OPEN FINDING A DEW ON GIRT AND GLADE AND THE MORNING BROKEN THERE MY GARDEN GROWS AGAIN GREEN AND ROSY PAINTED AS AT EVE BEHIND THE PANE FROM MY EYES IT FAINTED JUST AS IT WAS SHUT AWAY TOIL LIKE ON EVEN HERE I SEE IT GLOWETH DAY UNDER GLOWING HEAVEN EVERY PATH AND EVERY PLOT EVERY BUSH OF ROSES EVERY BLUE FORGET ME NOT WHERE THE DEW REPOSES UP THEY CRY THE DAY IS COME ON THE SMILING VALLEYS WE HAVE BEAT THE MORNING DRUM PLAYMER JOIN YOUR ALLEYS NEST EGGS BIRDS ALL THE SUNNY DAY FLUTTER AND QUARREL HERE IN THE ARBOR LIKE TENT OF LAUREL HERE IN THE FORK THE BROWN NEST IS SEATED FOR LITTLE BLUE EGGS THE MOTHER KEEPS HEATED WELL WE STAND WATCHING HER STARING LIKE GABBIES SAFE IN EACH EGG ARE THE BIRDS LITTLE BABIES
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