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Sorrow had hooded all your skies in gray, And when these dancing boughs put on their gay, Bright May time bravery, they only grieved A heart bereaved. And though glad robins sang to you to stay, And by the stream the first sweet flags unfurled Seemed nature's truce to sorrow,—every way Held warring memories wherewith to gainsay And send you wandering over half the world. SORROW HAD HOODED ALL YOUR SKIES IN GREY AND WHEN THESE DANCING BOWS PUT ON THEIR GAY BRIGHT MAY TIME BRAVERY THEY ONLY GRIEVED A HEART BEREAVED AND THOUGH GLAD ROBINS SANG TO YOU TO STAY AND BY THE STREAM THE FIRST SWEET FLAGS UNFURLED SEEMED NATURE'S TRUCE TO SORROW EVERY WAY HELD WARRY MEMORIES WHEREWITH TO GAINSAY AND SEND YOU WANDERING OVER HALF THE WORLD
deep, unknown, I blindly reached my hands to hold Your palms within my own! _APRIL CONTRADICTIONS_ I watch the little pear buds break And slip their silky sheaths, And flowers on the maples make A thousand russet wreaths, —Then something blinds my sight, and I Am full of grief, yet know not why! A rosy purple half betrays The wealth the lilacs fold; The torches of the tulips blaze In flames of red and gold; Peach boughs are blossoming above, —But oh, the vague heartache thereof! The blue sky wears in gentle wise Its loveliness again; All April sunshine,—yet mine eyes Are brimmed with April rain! The presage of sweet days to be, So strange a sadness stirs in me! _A PLEA_ Two years ago, it is two years to-day,— It seems a score!—since that sweet, bloomy May When on the barren sea you sailed away. The peach-trees then were in a rosy glow, And down below, The tulip buds had just begun to show. —And yet, dear heart, I know Though all the heaven smiled in tender blue, It shone not so to you.  A PLEA BY EVELING STEIN READ FOR LIVER OF AUXTA ORG BY SILVESTRA LAND TWO YEARS AGO IT IS TWO YEARS TODAY SEEMS A SCORE SINCE THAT SWEET BLOOMY MAY WHEN ON THE BARREN SEA YOU SAILED AWAY THE PEACH TREES THEN WERE IN A ROSY GLOW AND DOWN BELOW THE TULIP BUDS HAD JUST BEGUN TO SHOW YET DEAR HEART I KNOW THROUGH ALL THE HEAVENS MILD IN TENDER BLUE IT SHONE NOT SO TO YOU
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