O Sacred Head, surrounded

O Sacred Head, surrounded
By crown of piercing thorn!
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starting spring

Sprouts! Green sprouts! Sprouts in the garden, and grass in the lawn! (A sober summery green in my lawn, but in the low regions where the water must be pooling, a more sprightly shade.

The gibbous moon is almost full and hangs in the still day-blue sky, among small, compact clouds, only its rotundity betraying it.

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