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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THISTLEDOWN: 7, by CORA RANDALL FABBRI
First Line: There's a flush on the face of the apple-trees
Last Line: My love is a maid, and her name is spring.
Subject(s): Spring
First Line: There's a flush on the face of the apple-trees
Last Line: My love is a maid, and her name is spring.
Subject(s): Spring
THERE'S a flush on the face of the apple-trees;
There are buds and blossoms and leaves all over.
The bees have found—oh, the small wise bees!—
There's a green lane full of the sweet red clover.
My love is a maid with a rose for her mouth,
And I hear her voice when the linnets sing.
My love is a dream from the soft, sweet South;
My love is a maid, and her name is Spring.
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