| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (18331908). An American Anthology, 17871900. 1900. |
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| 95. The May Sun Sheds an Amber Light |
| | | By William Cullen Bryant |
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| THE MAY sun sheds an amber light | |
| On new-leaved woods and lawns between; | |
| But she who, with a smile more bright, | |
| Welcomed and watched the springing green, | |
| Is in her grave, | 5 |
| Low in her grave. | |
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| The fair white blossoms of the wood | |
| In groups beside the pathway stand; | |
| But one, the gentle and the good, | |
| Who cropped them with a fairer hand, | 10 |
| Is in her grave, | |
| Low in her grave. | |
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| Upon the woodlands morning airs | |
| The small birds mingled notes are flung; | |
| But she, whose voice, more sweet than theirs, | 15 |
| Once bade me listen while they sung, | |
| Is in her grave, | |
| Low in her grave. | |
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| That music of the early year | |
| Brings tears of anguish to my eyes; | 20 |
| My heart aches when the flowers appear; | |
| For then I think of her who lies | |
| Within her grave, | |
| Low in her grave. | |
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