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When the warm sun, that brings / Seed-time and harvest, has returned again, / 'T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs / The first flower of the plain.
I love the season well, / When forest glades are teeming with bright forms, / Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell / The coming-on of storms.