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When the early soft spring wind comes blowing / Over Rhodes and Samos and Miletus, / From the seven mouths of Nile to Lesbos, / Freighted with sea-odours and gold sunshine,
What news spreads among the island people / In the market-place of Mitylene, / Lending that unwonted stir of gladness / To the busy streets and thronging doorways?
Is it word from Ninus or Arbela, / Babylon the great, or Northern Imbros? / Have the laden galleons been sighted / Stoutly labouring up the sea from Tyre?
Nay, 'tis older news that foreign sailor / With the cheek of sea-tan stops to prattle / To the young fig-seller with her basket / And the breasts that bud beneath her tunic,
And I hear it in the rustling tree-tops. / All this passionate bright tender body / Quivers like a leaf the wind has shaken, / Now love wanders through the aisles of springtime.