Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By Ellen Mackay HutchinsonCortissoz1125 April Fantasie
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Makes gold in the garden bed,
Gold that is like the sunbeams
Loitering overhead.
Bloom, bloom
In the sun and the wind,—
April hath a fickle mind.
Stir as with hope and bliss
Under the sun’s soft glances,
Under the wind’s sly kiss.
Swing, swing
In the sun and the wind,—
April hath a fickle mind.
Her flowers hiding away,
“Never put off till to-morrow
What you may do to-day.
Come, come
Through the sun and the wind,—
April hath a fickle mind.”