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 THE COMING OF THE SPRING.

THERE's something in the air

That's new and sweet and rare—

A scent of summer things,

A whirr as if of wings.

There's something too that's new

In the color of the blue

That's in the morning sky,

Before the sun is high.

And though on plain and hill,

'Tis winter, winter still,

There's something seems to say

That winter's had its day.