Soon as the spring its earliest visit pays
& buds wi march & (the) lengthend days
Of mingld suns & shades & snow & rain
Forcing the crackling frost to melt again
I mark the widow & her orphan boy
In preparation for their old employ
The same lorn figures as they usd to be
Rags pinchd with hungry care from poverty
The cloak & hat that had for seasons past
Repelld the rain & buffeted the blast
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