<h2><SPAN name="APRIL_IN_THE_HILLS" id="APRIL_IN_THE_HILLS"></SPAN>APRIL IN THE HILLS</h2>
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<span class="i0">To-day the world is wide and fair<br/></span>
<span class="i0">With sunny fields of lucid air,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And waters dancing everywhere;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The snow is almost gone;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The noon is builded high with light,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And over heaven's liquid height,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">In steady fleets serene and white,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The happy clouds go on.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">The channels run, the bare earth steams,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And every hollow rings and gleams<br/></span>
<span class="i0">With jetting falls and dashing streams;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The rivers burst and fill;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The fields are full of little lakes,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And when the romping wind awakes<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The water ruffles blue and shakes,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the pines roar on the hill.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">The crows go by, a noisy throng;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">About the meadows all day long<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The shore-lark drops his brittle song;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And up the leafless tree<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The nut-hatch runs, and nods, and clings;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The bluebird dips with flashing wings,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The robin flutes, the sparrow sings,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the swallows float and flee.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">I break the spirit's cloudy bands,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A wanderer in enchanted lands,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I feel the sun upon my hands;</span><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</SPAN></span><br/>
<span class="i2">And far from care and strife<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The broad earth bids me forth. I rise<br/></span>
<span class="i0">With lifted brow and upward eyes.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I bathe my spirit in blue skies,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And taste the springs of life.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">I feel the tumult of new birth;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I waken with the wakening earth;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I match the bluebird in her mirth;<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And wild with wind and sun,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A treasurer of immortal days,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I roam the glorious world with praise,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The hillsides and the woodland ways,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Till earth and I are one.<br/></span></div>
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