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WAS THERE ANOTHER SPRING, by                    
Last Line: Was there another spring than this?


WAS there another Spring than this?
I half remember, through the haze
Of glimmering nights and golden days,
A broken-pinioned birdling's note,
An angry sky, a sea-wrecked boat,
A wandering through rain-beaten ways!
Lean closer, love -- I have thy kiss!
Was there another Spring than this?





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