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 Flung out of silence, comes that clear appeal,

To make the jaded and insensate feel

New yearnings of the heart?

A something in the song

Shall hardly to a later strain belong—

A tremulous and naïve ecstasy

That moves the soul; which, eager then to live,

Petitions Life: "Ah, stay awhile, and give

A little heed to me!

"I, also, feel the Spring!

I, also, long to spread my wings and sing,

Unvexed by cares that canker and consume:

To hope, to dream,—ere winter come, to capture

The fleeting thrill, the fragrance and the rapture

Of beauty in its bloom!"