. Birds through the year . FEBRUARY •And lastly came cold February, sittingIn an old wagon, for he coud not ride,Drawne of two fishes for the season fitting,Which through the flood before did softly slydeAnd swim away ; yet had he by his sideHis plough and harnass fit to till the ground,And tools to prune the trees, before the prideOf hasting Prime did make them burgein past the twelve months forth, and their dew places found. Spenser, Mutabilitie. O quick praevernal power That signalled punctual through the sleepy mouldThe snowdrops time to flower. Oh, Baby spring, That flutterest su


. Birds through the year . FEBRUARY •And lastly came cold February, sittingIn an old wagon, for he coud not ride,Drawne of two fishes for the season fitting,Which through the flood before did softly slydeAnd swim away ; yet had he by his sideHis plough and harnass fit to till the ground,And tools to prune the trees, before the prideOf hasting Prime did make them burgein past the twelve months forth, and their dew places found. Spenser, Mutabilitie. O quick praevernal power That signalled punctual through the sleepy mouldThe snowdrops time to flower. Oh, Baby spring, That flutterest sudden neath the breast of earth A month before the birth. COVENTRY PaTMORE, Saint Valentines Day.


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