<h2><SPAN name="page59"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>MARCH</h2>
<p class="poetry">Like some reformer, who with mien austere,<br/>
Neglected dress, and loud insistent tones,<br/>
More rasping than the wrongs which she bemoans,<br/>
Walks through the land and wearies all who hear,<br/>
While yet we know the need of such reform;<br/>
So comes unlovely March, with wind and storm,<br/>
To break the spell of winter, and set free<br/>
The poisoned brooks and crocus beds oppressed.<br/>
Severe of face, gaunt-armed, and wildly dressed,<br/>
She is not fair nor beautiful to see.<br/>
But merry April and sweet smiling May<br/>
Come not till March has first prepared the way.</p>
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