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Christopher Pearce Cranch - A Spring Growl
If there comes a little thaw, Still the air is chill and raw, Here and there a patch of snow, Dirtier than the ground below, Dribbles down a marshy flood; Ankle-deep you stick in mud In the meadows while you sing, "This is Spring."
- Christopher Pearce Cranch - A Spring Growl