Sheltering tree

Though snow-storms clothe the mossy wall

& hourly whiten oer the lea

Yet when from clouds the sun is free

& warms the learning bird to sing

Neath sloping bank & sheltering tree

Tis sweet to watch the creeping spring

Though still so early one may spy

& track her footsteps every hour

The daisy with its golden eye

& primrose bursting into flower

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