A Year’s Carols: 04 - April
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Crowned April, king whose kiss bade earth Bring forth to time her lordliest birth When Shakespeare from thy lips drew breath And laughed to hold in one soft hand A spell that bade the world’s wheel stand, And power on life, and power on death; With choiring suns and sunbright showers Praise him, the flower of all thy flowers.
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