The Christ-Like Spring

John Bannister Tabb

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Wherever thou dost come,
The birds and fountains dumb
Break forth in song;
While groping blossoms blind
Their sight and fragrance find
To hail the throng,
Exulting everywhere,
Of palsied limbs and bare,
Reclothed and strong.

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