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And all the dumb and stricken solitude
Was like some undiscovered arctic zone,
Where no flower grew, where no bird reared her brood;
When presently, in silvery monotone,
The frozen streams began to sing their chimes;
As by some bold and swift enchantment wrought,
Such as we read of, in far fairy climes.
The fields and trees with green were overshot;
For Spring had come. So, Love, when you are near,
You change the whole world's frosty atmosphere.


XXECSTASY
What so sweet as summer,
When the sky is blue,
And the sunbeams' arrows
Pierce the green earth through?

What so sweet as birds are,
Putting into trills
The perfume of the wild rose
The murmur of the rills?

What so sweet as flowers,
Clovers white and red,
Where the brown bee chemist
Finds its daily bread?

What so sweet as sim showers,
When the big cloud passes,
And the fairy rainbow
Seems to touch the grasses?

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