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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.

By Ellen Mackay HutchinsonCortissoz

1125 April Fantasie

THE FRESH, bright bloom of the daffodils

Makes gold in the garden bed,

Gold that is like the sunbeams

Loitering overhead.

Bloom, bloom

In the sun and the wind,—

April hath a fickle mind.

The budding twigs of the sweetbrier

Stir as with hope and bliss

Under the sun’s soft glances,

Under the wind’s sly kiss.

Swing, swing

In the sun and the wind,—

April hath a fickle mind.

May, she calls to her little ones,

Her flowers hiding away,

“Never put off till to-morrow

What you may do to-day.

Come, come

Through the sun and the wind,—

April hath a fickle mind.”