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The sweet young spring walks over the earth, / It flushes and glows on moor and lea; / The birds are singing in careless mirth -- / The brook flows cheerily on to the sea. / And I know that the flowers are blooming now, / Over my beautiful darling's brow; / Blooming and blowing in perfume now / Over my poor lost darling's brow.
The breath of the passionate summer turns / The green on the hills to a deeper dye. / The wind from the southland blows and burns; / The sun grows red in the brazen sky; / And I know that the long, dark grasses wave / Over my beautiful darling's grave; / Rise and fall, and lift and wave / Over my darling's narrow grave.