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William Ernest Henley - Anterotics
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Laughs the happy April morn
Thro` my grimy, little window,
And a shaft of sunshine pushes
Thro` the shadows in the square.

Dogs are tracing thro` the grass,
Crows are cawing round the chimneys,
In and out among the washing
Goes the West at hide-and-seek.

Loud and cheerful clangs the bell.
Here the nurses troop to breakfast.
Handsome, ugly, all are women . . .
O, the Spring—the Spring—the Spring!
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