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/ White clouds and buds and birds and bees, / Low wind-notes piped from southern seas, / Brought thee a rose-white offering, / A flower-like baby with the Spring.
/ She, as her April, gave to thee / A soul of winsome vagary; / Large, heavenly eyes, and tender, whence / Shone the sweet mind's soft influence; / Where all the winning woman, that / Welled up in tears, high sparkling sat.