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 APRIL'S CHARMS

By William H. Davies

When April scatters coins of primrose gold Among the copper leaves in thickets old, And singing skylarks from the meadows rise, To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies;

When I can hear the small woodpecker ring Time on a tree for all the birds that sing; And hear the pleasant cuckoo, loud and long— The simple bird that thinks two notes a song;

When I can hear the woodland brook, that could Not drown a babe, with all his threatening mood: Upon whose banks the violets make their home, And let a few small strawberry blossoms come;

When I go forth on such a pleasant day, One breath outdoors takes all my care away; It goes like heavy smoke, when flames take hold Of wood that's green and fill a grate with gold.

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