Spring unfurls its blue ribbon
To flutter in the air again;
Sweet, familiar breezes
Brush the earth with promises.
Violets, already dreaming,
Are eager to arrive.
Listen — a harp in the distance!
Yes! It’s you, Spring!
I knew you were coming!
Eduard Mörike (1804 - 1875) Germany
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