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First Line: A singular virtue is in the heat of spring
Last Line: Or roman courtiers sauntering to the bath.
Subject(s): Rest; Spring

A SINGULAR virtue is in the heat of spring,
The first great heat that, like a murmurless stream,
Whelms us about. The languor of a dream
Is poured around us. Sun and stillness wring
All keenness from activity, yet bring
An easiness of living, peace supreme.
More sweet than vigorous pinions do I deem
A happy hovering on uncertain wing.

In its enchantment we disown our race
For peoples of less restlessness and wrath;
Sicilian shepherds piping in a space
Of sunlit pasture-land or checkered path,
Moors blinking idly in the market-place,
Or Roman courtiers sauntering to the bath.

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