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Spring Song

William Griffith

Softly at dawn a whisper stole
 Down from the Green House on the Hill,
Enchanting many a ghostly bole
 And wood-song with the ancient thrill.
Gossiping on the country-side,
 Spring and the wandering breezes say,
God has thrown Heaven open wide
 And let the thrushes out to-day.

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