To Spring - William Blake

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To Spring - William Blake

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O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Through the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tell one another, and the listening Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turn'd Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth And let thy holy feet visit our clime! Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our lovesick land that mourns for thee O deck her forth with thy fair fingers; pour Thy soft kisses on her bosom; and put Thy golden crown upon her languish'd head Whose modest tresses are bound up for thee

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  • William Blake