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April again! the willow wands are yellow / Rose-red the brambles that the passing wind knows, / Comes a robin's note like the note of a 'cello, / And across the valley, the calling of the crows, -- / "April again!"
April again! and the marsh birds swinging / Over the rushes that belong to yester-year; / Silver shines the river, and young lips are singing / Songs as old as Eden -- as old and as dear; / "April again!"
April again! with a wet wind blowing, / And along the western sky a pathway of gold; / Sounds a call to follow the road we're not knowing, / A new road -- a wild road -- o'er fairy lands unrolled, -- / "April again!"
April again! with its wonder of gladness, / April with its haunting joy, and swift-stinging tears, -- / Month of mist and music, and the old moon-madness, / Month of magic fluting, the spirit only hears, -- / "April again! "