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Sara Teasdale - Primavera Mia
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As kings, seeing their lives about to pass, 
Take off the heavy ermine and the crown, 
So had the trees that autumn-time laid down 
Their golden garments on the dying grass, 
When I, who watched the seasons in the glass 
Of my own thoughts, saw all the autumn`s brown 
Leap into life and wear a sunny gown 
Of leafage fresh as happy April has. 
Great spring came singing upward from the south; 
For in my heart, far carried on the wind, 
Your words like winged seeds took root and grew, 
And all the world caught music from your mouth; 
I saw the light as one who had been blind, 
And knew my sun and song and spring were you.
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