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hills
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain:
I have seen the lady April bringing in the daffodils,
Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April
rain.
I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old
chant of the sea,
And seen strange lands from under the arched white
sails of ships;
But the loveliest things of beauty God ever has showed
to me
Are her voice, and her hair, and eyes, and the dear red
curve of her lips
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