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Just a whisper, half-heard, / But our heart knows the word; / Caresses that seem / Like love's lips in a dream; / Yet we know she is here, / The desirèd, the dear, / The love of the year! / In the murmur of boughs, / In the softening of skies, / In the sun on the house, / In the daffodil's green / (Half an inch, half-unseen / Mid the mournful brown mould / Where the rotten leaf lies) / Her story is told.
O Spring, darling Spring, / O sweet days of blue weather! / The thrushes shall sing, / Fields shall grow green again, / Daisies be seen again, / Hedges grow white; / Then down the lane, / Grown leafy again, / Shall go lovers together -- / Lovers who see again / Sunshine and showers, / Perfume and flowers, / Dewy dear hours, / Dream and delight.