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Primroses, for each appears Pale and wet with many tears. Alas tears and pallid check All too often love bespeak! There the gilderose should fling Silver treasures to the spring, And the bright laburnum's tresesstresses [sic] Seeking the young wind's caresses; In the midst an azure lake, Where no oar e'er dips to break The clear bed of its blue rest, Where the halcyon builds her nest; And amid the sedges green, And the water-flag's thick screen, The solitary swan resides; And the bright kingfisher hides,