No longer shall the earth remain
with wintry rainsqualls, spattered snow,
for we shall with the crocus go,
the sun shall sing its sweet refrain.
The birds and beasts cannot be wrong
to trill and chirp, so high, so low,
no longer shall the earth remain
with wintry rainsqualls, spattered snow.
Nor shall the beavered dams detain
the streaming rivers' allegretto,
they shall flow where...
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