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Clear, sweet, and strong, I hear the robin's song, And catch the merry caroling Of some bold bobolink; And phlox flowers throng The garden ways along, While peonies and roses bring Their pageantries of pink. CLEAR SWEET AND STRONG I HEAR THE ROBIN SONG AND CATCH THE MERRY CAROLING OF SOME BOLD BOBO LINK AND FLOCKS FLOWERS THRONG THE GARDEN WAVES ALONG WHILE PEONIES AND ROSES BRING THEIR PATENTRIES OF PINK
hapes, A wealth of tiny clusters Are growing into grapes. Heigho! a drowsy shimmer Enfolds the sunny hours; And humming-birds are hidden In scarlet trumpet-flowers. The tenderness of springtime Is almost overpast; But O, the gracious summer, It comes, it comes at last! _A LITTLE LOVE SONG_ My heart was like a sunless, cold, Unlovely land of ice and snow, Wherein no blessed buds unfold, Nor singing waters flow. Then all at once the April skies Laughed in your look, and at that hour My spirit melted, torrent-wise, My life broke into flower! O dearest heart, I had not guessed What marvel of immortal seeds Lay hidden deep within my breast, Beneath its barren weeds! But now I know, but now I know The glory of the flower of love, The joyous splendor of its glow, The subtile pain thereof! _JUNE_ High overhead, By summer breezes sped, From every latest burgeoned bough The last, spring petals fall; And red, red, red, Along the garden bed, The poppy plants are holding now Their crimson carnival.  JUNE BY EVELING STEIN RED FOR LIVERPOXTA ORG BY SILVESTER LAND HIGH OVERHEAD BY SUMMER BREEZES SPED FROM EVERY LATEST VIRGIN BOW THE LAST SPRING PETALS FALL AND RED RED RED ALONG THE GARDEN BED THE POPPY PLANTS ARE HOLDING NOW THEIR CRIMSON CARNIVAL
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