Reverend sir, forgive this pair of
sinners. Spring winds to-day are
blowing in wild eddies, driving dust
and dead leaves away, and with them
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Room is scarce in the infinite sky
where we dwell. For in the spring-
time flowers come in crowds, and the
busy wings of bees jostle each other. beautiful, tony
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Room is scarce in the infinite sky where we dwell. For in the spring- time flowers come in crowds, and the busy wings of bees jostle each other. beautiful, tony