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The Waking Year.

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A lady red upon the hill     Her annual secret keeps;     A lady white within the field     In placid lily sleeps!     The tidy breezes with their brooms     Sweep vale, and hill, and tree!     Prithee, my pretty housewives!     Who may expected be?     The neighbors do not yet suspect!     The woods exchange a smile --     Orchard, and buttercup, and bird --     In such a little while!     And yet how still the landscape stands,     How nonchalant the wood,     As if the resurrection     Were nothing very odd!

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"A lady red upon the hill..."

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