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Higginson and Bigelow, comps.  American Sonnets.  1891.
By Julia Caroline (Ripley) Dorr (1825–1913)
WHAT dost thou bring to me, O fair To-day,
  That comes o’er the mountains with swift feet?
  All the young birds make haste thy steps to greet;
And all the dewy roses of the May
Turn red and white with joy. The breezes play        5
  On their soft harps a welcome low and sweet;
  All nature hails thee, glad thy face to meet,
And owns thy presence in a brighter ray.
But my poor soul distrusts thee! One as fair
  As thou art, O To-day, drew near to me,        10
Serene and smiling, yet she bade me wear
The sudden sackcloth of a great despair!
O, pitiless! that through the wandering air
  Sent no kind warning of the ill to be!

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