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Slayer of the winter, art thou here again?
O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh!
The read more
Slayer of the winter, art thou here again?
O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh!
The bitter wind makes not the victory vain.
Nor will we mock thee for thy faint blue sky.
March: Its tree, Juniper.
March: Its tree, Juniper.
All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call;
It was when the moon was setting, and the read more
All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call;
It was when the moon was setting, and the dark was over all;
The trees began to whisper, and the wind began to roll,
And in the wild March-morning I heard them call my soul.
Ah, March! we know thou art
Kind-hearted, spite of ugly looks and threats,
And, out of sight, read more
Ah, March! we know thou art
Kind-hearted, spite of ugly looks and threats,
And, out of sight, art nursing April's violets!
In fierce March weather
White waves break tether,
And whirled together
At either hand,
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In fierce March weather
White waves break tether,
And whirled together
At either hand,
Like weeds uplifted,
The tree-trunks rifted
In spars are drifted,
Like foam or sand.
March: Its motto, "Courage and strength in times of danger."
March: Its motto, "Courage and strength in times of danger."
The ides of March are come.
The ides of March are come.
Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
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Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days of peril firm and brave,
And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.
