March by John Payne

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Richard Mitchley - Pop

March by John Payne

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March comes at last, the labouring lands to free Rude blusterer, with thy cloud-compelling blast The pining plains from cark of Winter past That clear'st and carpetest each bush and tree With daffodil and wood-anemone A voice from the illimitable Vast Of dreams thou art, the tale that doth forecast Of hope yet live and happiness to be And hark, the robin fluting on the bough The rough breeze tangling on his tender breast The ruddy plumes! Yet sings he, unopprest The awakening year, the blеssed burgeoning In wood and weald, thе Then becoming Now And all the pleasant presage of the Spring

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  • John Payne (Poet)