Not meagre, latent boughs alone, O songs! (scaly and bare, like
But haply for some sunny day (who knows?) some future spring, some
To verdant leaves, or sheltering shade--to nourishing fruit,
Apples and grapes--the stalwart limbs of trees emerging--the fresh,
free, open air,
And love and faith, like scented roses blooming.
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