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She sang a song of May for me, / Wherein once more I heard / The mirth of my glad infancy -- / The orchard's earliest bird -- / The joyous breeze among the trees / New-clad in leaf and bloom, / And there the happy honey-bees / In dewy gleam and gloom.
So purely, sweetly on the sense / Of heart and spirit fell / Her song of Spring, its influence -- / Still irresistible, -- / Commands me here -- with eyes ablur -- / To mate her bright refrain.
Though I but shed a rhyme for her / As dim as Autumn rain.