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No man's imagination can discern
Fairy more fair than this our dainty Queen
So softly robed in mists of tender green :
Hark ! how the blackbird welcomes her return I
Over the upland as she skims, are fern
And frond unfolding, till a chequered screen
"Twixt the rude sun and earth shall intervene
Ere summer's flaming scimitar can burn.
Now, as she flutters softly from the skies,
Shall golden cups of drooping daffodils
Be raised by slender arms in nomagc meet;
Now shall the daisies open their bright eyes ;
And now, in shadow-land of bosky hills,
Shall bluebells spread a carpet for her feet.

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