The waxing sun of April shines
Where once the woods of winter pined;
Now trilliums and columbines
Exult; where snow once lay, now find
Sweet-scented honeysuckle twined.
Where rime ran rife, where cold was keen,
Unfurling ferns of freshest green
Now burst beneath the budding trees,
And fragrant flowers of eglantine
Are bending in the brimming breeze....
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