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The Literary Gazette, 3rd March 1827, page 139
Years bring their spring—the green leaf comes
Again with the early shower;—
And though flowers close and birds are mute—
More sweet is their waking hour.
But never again for the human heart
A second green spring can be:
Oh why was I mocked with a birth in spring
Which never was spring to me!
L. E. L.
