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In the grey olive-grove a small brown bird

Had built her nest and waited for the spring.

But who could tell the happy thought that came

To lodge beneath my scarlet tunic's fold?

All day long now is the green earth renewed 5

With the bright sea-wind and the yellow blossoms.

From the cool shade I hear the silver plash

Of the blown fountain at the garden's end.