Sprays Quotes
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Sweet bird, that sing'st away the early hours, Of winter's past or coming void of care, Well pleaséd with delights which present are, Fair seasons, budding sprays, sweet-smelling flowers.
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The rugged trees are minglingTheir flowery sprays in love;The ivy climbs the laurelTo clasp the boughs above.
william cullen bryant— The Serenade, St. 14.
The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love, The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above.
william cullen bryant— William Cullen Bryant, The Serenade.
