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Where the violet shadows brood / Under cottonwoods and beeches, / Through whose leaves the restless reaches / Of the river glance, I've stood, / While the red-bird and the thrush / Set to song the morning hush.
There, -- when woodland hills encroach / On the shadowy winding waters, / And the bluets, April's daughters, / At the darling Spring's approach, / Star their myriads through the trees, -- / All the land is one with peace.