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<h3 id="id00058" style="margin-top: 3em"> YOUTH'S SPRING-TRIBUTE</h3>
<p id="id00059"> On this sweet bank your head thrice sweet and dear<br/>
I lay, and spread your hair on either side,<br/>
And see the newborn wood flowers bashful-eyed<br/>
Look through the golden tresses here and there.<br/>
On these debateable* borders of the year<br/>
Spring's foot half falters; scarce she yet may know<br/>
The leafless blackthorn-blossom from the snow;<br/>
And through her bowers the wind's way still is clear.<br/></p>
<p id="id00060"> But April's sun strikes down the glades to-day;<br/>
So shut your eyes upturned, and feel my kiss<br/>
Creep, as the Spring now thrills through every spray,<br/>
Up your warm throat to your warm lips: for this<br/>
Is even the hour of Love's sworn suitservice,<br/>
With whom cold hearts are counted castaway.<br/></p>
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