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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908).  An American Anthology, 1787–1900.  1900.
1232. Blossom Time
By Wilbur Larremore
SPRING came with tiny lances thrusting,
  And earth was clad in peeping green;
In russet bark, the twigs incrusting,
  Tenderest blossom-points were seen;
A robin courier proclaimed good cheer:        5
Summer will soon arrive, for I am here.
And now from cherry boughs in flower
  The languid breeze arousing shakes,
With every honeyed breath, a shower
  Of feather snow in drifting flakes;        10
And apple trees in bloom, like ricks of white,
Are veiled with smoky, amethystine light.
Ah, little soul, on thy first spring
  Unclosing merry, puzzled eyes,
Would that a father’s thought could bring        15
  Prophetic counsel more than wise
To guide thee as a father’s love would yearn,—
Thou hast so much to suffer and to learn!
I cannot live thy life for thee,
  My precepts would be dull and trite,        20
Barren as last year’s leaves to me
  Beneath the apple blossoms white;
But in thy new horizon’s vaster range
Our hearts close knit shall feel no chilling change.


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