Wouldst thou know the secret told the rushes,
By sparkling wavelets in their flight,
When breath of May is bringing blushes
To every fragile windflower bright?
Oh wouldst thou learn why heaven’s rejoicing,
Thru forest thrills what mystery sweet,
What strange new joy the world is voicing
As with trembling sighs it spring doth greet?
Gaze, Lover, in those eyes whose lashes
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Straight thru thy thrilling heart there flashes
The joy of flowers and sky above.