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APRIL LIEDER
I
When I rose up in the morning
In a ruined town in France,
I heard the sparrows twitter
In gardens bare and grey
And watched the sunbeams dance.
O glad young April day!
II
When I lie down this evening
In a damp cellar of France
I'll hear the big guns booming
By bare and blasted lanes,
And watch the shrapnel dance.
O wild sad April rains!
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