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Love has crept out of her seald heart         As a field-bee, black and amber,         Breaks from the winter-cell, to clamber     Up the warm grass where the sunbeams start.     Mischief has come in her dawning eyes,         And a glint of coloured iris brings         Such as lies along the folded wings     Of the bee before he flies.     Who, with a ruffling, careful breath,         Has opened the wings of the wild young sprite?         Has fluttered her spirit to stumbling flight     In her eyes, as a young bee stumbleth?     Love makes the burden of her voice.         The hum of his heavy, staggering wings         Sets quivering with wisdom the common things     That she says, and her words rejoice.

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"Love has crept out of her seald heart..."

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