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In leafless woods, the purpled wind-flower sways,

And violets, in penciled lines, or blue,

Blossom in gentle groups, and, blanched of hue,

The fern unfolds, by painted orchis sprays.

The columbine, on hills and sandy braes

Swings to the bees, that colored pollens strew

Below its bells, while singing, soared from view,

The meadow-lark still mounts the heavenward ways.

I know thee, April! thine the azure mist,

Lifted and lowered, like a lady’s veil,

Before the rims of woodland sunshine kissed;

And thine the lated twilight’s golden sail,

When slanting lines of fire and amethyst,

Riot in withered field and sodden swale.