Sudden Fine Weather
Reader
what soul that loaves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me
Hear the quick birds, and see the landscape fill,
Nor long to utter his melodious will
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Reader
what soul that loaves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me
Hear the quick birds, and see the landscape fill,
Nor long to utter his melodious will
On a sudden,the sight,
Your look of light,stills all,
The curd-potfalls to the ground
Parents andbrothersall call a halt