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My April Lady
When down the stair at morning The sunbeams round her float,Sweet rivulets of laughter Are rippling in her throat;The gladness of her greeting Is gold without alloy;And in the morning sunlight I think her name is Joy.
When in the evening twilight The quiet book-room lies,We read the sad old ballads, While from her hidden eyesThe tears are falling, falling, That give her heart relief;And in the evening twilight, I think her name is Grief.
My little April lady, Of sunshine and of showersShe weaves the old spring magic, And my heart breaks in flowers!But when her moods are ended, She nestles like a dove;Then, by the pain and rapture, I know her name is Love.
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American Literature – Children Books – American Poetry – Henry Van Dyke – Poems by Henry Van Dyke
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