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Beating, sleeting on your draggled coat! Surely, 'tis enough to drown Any happy note Nestling in that downy brown Little throat. BEATING SLEETING ON YOUR DRAGGLED COAT SURELY TIS ENOUGH TO DROWN ANY HAPPY NOTE NESTLING IN THAT DOWNY BROWN LITTLE THROAT
ver bosses That adorn the tawny luster of an olden golden shield. In long loops from off the hedges, Trailing downward to the edges Of the wayside grass and clover-leaves, fine cobweb threads are wound; Fairy clues that lead my eager Errant fancy to beleaguer Some concealed, enchanted chamber in the richly covered ground. Till the sun begins the lighting Of his western fires, that smiting Through the orchard boughs are splintered into spears of ruddy flame; An irradiating splendor That transfigures all the slender Little leafless twigs and branches with a glory without name! O, I know the year is going! Neither reaping-time nor sowing Will restore the tender beauty of its blossoms that are dead: Yet I cherish all their sweetness In the ripeness and completeness Of the gold and crimson fruitage that my heart has harvested. _WHEREFORE WINGS?_ Heigho, sparrow! Reckless of the rain; When chill the cheerless wind grows, Chirping might and main! Is it naught, then, when the rose Blows again?  WHEREFORE WINGS BY EVELINGSTEIN READ FOR LIVER VOXTA ORG BY SILVESTER LAND HIGH OH SPARROW RECKLESS OF THE RAIN WHEN CHILL THE CHEERLESS WIND GROWS CHIRPING MIGHT AND MAIN IS IT NOT THEN WHEN THE ROSE BLOWS AGAIN
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