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Home-Thoughts, from Abroad Oh, to be in EnglandNow that April’s there,And whoever wakes in EnglandSees, some morning, unaware,That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheafRound the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,While the chaffinch sings on the orchard boughIn England—now! And after April, when May follows,And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!Hark, where my …
“Follow the white hare, among the wildflowers into Wonderland. ” -K Carter
