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Already had I watchM the flight

Of swallows darting tlirough the light,

And mock'd the cuckoo's call ; Already view'd, o'er meadows bright,

The evening rain-bow fall.

Now in my walk, with sweet surprise, I saw the first Spring cowslip rise,

The plant whose pensile flowerg Bend to the earth their beauteous eyes,

In sunshine as in showers.

Lone on a mossy bank it grew, Where licliens, purple, wliitc, and blue,

Among the verdure crept ; Its yellow ringlets, dropping dew.

The breezes lightly swept.

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