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Higginson and Bigelow, comps.  American Sonnets.  1891.
 
The Swallow
By Edmund Clarence Stedman (1833–1908)
 
HAD I, my love declared, the tireless wing
  That wafts the swallow to her northern skies,
  I would not, sheer within the rich surprise
Of full-blown Summer, like the swallow, fling
My coyer being; but would follow Spring,        5
  Melodious consort, as she daily flies,
  Apace with suns, that o’er new woodlands rise
Each morn—with rains her gentler stages bring.
  My pinions should beat music with her own;
    Her smiles and odors should delight me ever,        10
  Gliding, with measured progress, from the zone
    Where golden seas receive the mighty river,
    Unto yon lichened cliffs, whose ridges sever
  Our Norseland from the Arctic surge’s moan.
 
 
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