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BREEZE AND BLOOMS
Wind streams through flowery boughs
They nod, nod their blossom heads
Breeze and blooms all a dance
Some bees keep away still and staring
Now wind goes bidding farewell
Shed flowers on the soil left
As some tears that for love fallen
But sure the boughs will bear again
Lovely blooms for passing wind
It'll be back in the month of spring
For to carry heavenly perfumes
Though must shed and depart sadly.