Clover
The June day dawns, the joy-winds rush,
Your jovial fields are dres[s]t;
Rosier for thee the Dawn's red flush,
Ruddier the Ruddock's breast.
Your jovial fields are dres[s]t;
Rosier for thee the Dawn's red flush,
Ruddier the Ruddock's breast.
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