Welcome sweet harbinger of Spring ! Thou softest warbler of the grove ! Thou bid'st the dreary woodlands ring With strains of music, joy and love. Tho" scarce a swelling bud is seen To deck the hedge-row, shrub or tree; Tho' Nature boasts no vivid green,... Poems on Several Occasions: By Mrs. Darwall. (Formerly Miss Whateley) in Two ... - Page 58 by Mary Darwall - 1794 Full view -
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