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New feet within my garden go -
New fingers stir the sod -
A Troubadour upon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.
New children play upon the green -
New Weary sleep below -
And still the pensive Spring returns -
And still the punctual snow!
1859
E.D.
New fingers stir the sod -
A Troubadour upon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.
New children play upon the green -
New Weary sleep below -
And still the pensive Spring returns -
And still the punctual snow!
1859
E.D.