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Amy Levy - The Birch-Tree at Loschwitz
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At Loschwitz above the city
    The air is sunny and chill;
The birch-trees and the pine-trees
    Grow thick upon the hill.

Lone and tall, with silver stem,
    A birch-tree stands apart;
The passionate wind of spring-time
    Stirs in its leafy heart.

I lean against the birch-tree,
    My arms around it twine;
It pulses, and leaps, and quivers,
    Like a human heart to mine.

One moment I stand, then sudden
    Let loose mine arms that cling:
O God! the lonely hillside,
    The passionate wind of spring!
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