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[312] This roar of storm, this sky so gray and lowering
     Invite the airs of Spring,
A warmer sunshine over fields of flowering,
     The bluebird's song and wing.

Closely behind, the Gulf's warm breezes follow
     This northern hurricane,
And, borne thereon, the bobolink and swallow
     Shall visit us again.

And, in green wood-paths, in the kine-fed pasture
     And by the whispering rills,
Shall flowers repeat the lesson of the Master,
     Taught on his Syrian hills.

Blow, then, wild wind! thy roar shall end in singing,
     Thy chill in blossoming;
Come, like Bethesda's troubling angel, bringing
     The healing of the Spring.

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