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First Line: The february crows have come
Last Line: And in the fall, the last.
Subject(s): Birds; Crows; February; Seasons


The February crows have come --
The February crows!
Surprisingly -- as the plum
Or briary, pasture rose
Had blossomed, when the brooks were dumb,
Around the fields that froze.

These crows, in ministerial black,
Who filch my neighbor's corn,
Possess the quaint and curious knack,
When days are most forlorn,
Of making sounds, through fog, that crack
Like some old tugboat's horn.

So welcome, crows on sooty wing,
And, as in ages past,
Your alphas and omegas fling
Upon the wintry blast;
Dear, harsh, old voices, first in spring,
And in the fall, the last.





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