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Rh The young leaf bursts its chrysalis

And gem-like hangs upon the bough,

Where the mad throstle sings in bliss

O'er earth's rejuvenated brow.

ENVOI

Slowly fall, O golden sands,

Slowly fall and let me sing,

Wrapt in the ecstasy of youth,

The wild delights of Spring.