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O THOU with dewy locks who lookest down
Through the clear windows of the morning turn
Thine angel eyes upon our western isle
Which in full choir hails thy approach O Spring!
The hills tell one another and the listening 5
Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turn'd
Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth
And let thy holy feet visit our clime!
Come o'er the eastern hills and let our winds
Kiss thy perfum¨¨d garments; let us taste 10
Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls
Upon our lovesick land that mourns for thee.
O deck her forth with thy fair fingers; pour
Thy soft kisses on her bosom; and put
Thy golden crown upon her languish'd head 15
Whose modest tresses are bound up for thee.
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