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First Line: The april world is misted with emerald and gold
Last Line: All the world is here.
Subject(s): Wellesley College

THE April world is misted with emerald and gold;
The meadow larks are calling sweet and keen;
Gypsy-heart is up and off for woodland and for wold,
Roaming, roaming, roaming through the green.
Gypsy-heart, away!
Ah, the wind -- the wind and the sun!
Take the blithe adventure of the fugitive today:
Youth will soon be done.

From buds that May is kissing there trembles forth a soul;
The rosy boughs are whispering the white.
Gypsy-heart is heedless now of thrush and oriole,
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of delight.
Gypsy-heart, beware!
Ah, the song -- the song in the blood!
Magic walks the forest; there's bewitchment on the air,
Spring is at the flood.

The wings of June are woven of fragrance and of fire;
Heap roses, crimson roses, for her throne.
Gypsy-heart is anguished with tumultuous desire,
Seeking, seeking, seeking for its own.
Gypsy-heart, abide!
Oh, the far -- the far is the near!
'Tis a foolish fable that the universe is wide.
All the world is here.

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