I flood with gold the gorses,
With rain the water-courses,
And I restrain
With silver rein
The wild sea-horses.
I am the blackbird singing,
I am the grasses swinging;
I am the spur
Sets reeds astir
And bluebells ringing.
I quicken in their graves
Seeds that the winter saves:
Flags for me stay;
The budding May
My coming craves.
I open all kept close,
I quicken the red rose;
The cloud that towers
Big with its showers
My message knows.
I am the hawk that hovers.
The wild life in the covers:
No lark so high
Dare soar, as I
That sing to lovers.
I flood with gold the gorses,
With rain the water-courses,
And I restrain
With silver rein
The wild sea-horses.
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