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VIII. THE BLUEBIRD. Before you thought of spring, Except as a surmise, You see, God bless his suddenness, A fellow in the skies Of independent hues, A little weather worn, Inspiriting habiliments Of indigo and brown. THE BLUE BIRD BEFORE YOU THOUGHT OF SPRING EXCEPT AS A SURMISE YOU SEE GOD BLESS HIS SUDDENNESS OF FELLOW IN THE SKIES OF INDEPENDENT HUES A LITTLE WEATHER WORN INSPIRITING HABILIMENTS OF INDIGO AND BROWN
That interrupts the morn With hurried, few, express reports When March is scarcely on. The robin is the one That overflows the noon With her cherubic quantity, An April but begun. The robin is the one That speechless from her nest Submits that home and certainty And sanctity are best. VII. THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY. From cocoon forth a butterfly As lady from her door Emerged -- a summer afternoon -- Repairing everywhere, Without design, that I could trace, Except to stray abroad On miscellaneous enterprise The clovers understood. Her pretty parasol was seen Contracting in a field Where men made hay, then struggling hard With an opposing cloud, Where parties, phantom as herself, To Nowhere seemed to go In purposeless circumference, As 't were a tropic show. And notwithstanding bee that worked, And flower that zealous blew, This audience of idleness Disdained them, from the sky, Till sundown crept, a steady tide, And men that made the hay, And afternoon, and butterfly, Extinguished in its sea. X THE ROBIN THE ROBIN IS THE ONE THAT INTERRUPTS THE MORN WITH HURRIED FEW EXPRESS REPORTS WHEN MARCH IS SCARCELY ON THE ROBIN IS THE ONE THAT OVERFLOWS THE NOON WITH HER CHERUBIC QUANTITY AN APRIL BUT BEGUN THE ROBIN IS THE ONE THAT SPEECHLESS FROM HER NEST SUBMITS THAT HOME AND CERTAINTY AND SANCTITY ARE BEST SEVEN THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY FROM COCOON FORTH A BUTTERFLY AS LADY FROM HER DOOR EMERGED A SUMMER AFTERNOON REPAIRING EVERYWHERE WITHOUT DESIGN THAT I COULD TRACE EXCEPT TO STRAY ABROAD ON MISCELLANEOUS ENTERPRISE THE CLOVERS UNDERSTOOD HER PRETTY PARASOL WAS SEEN CONTRACTING IN A FIELD WHERE MEN MADE HAY THEN STRUGGLING HARD WITH AN OPPOSING CLOUD WHERE PARTIES PHANTOM AS HERSELF TO KNOW WHERE SEEM'D TO GO IN PURPOSELESS CIRCUMFERENCE AS TWERE TROPIC SHOW AND NOTWITHSTANDING BEE THAT WORKED AND FLOWER THAT ZEALOUS BLEW THIS AUDIENCE OF IDLENESS DISDAINED THEM FROM THE SKY TILL SUNDOWN CREPT A STEADY TIDE AND MEN THAT MADE THE HAY AND AFTERNOON AND BUTTERFLY EXTINGUISHED IN ITS SEA
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