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Speaker 1: Longing for spring Time by George Moore, read for LibriVox
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Speaker 1: dot Org by Andrew Gaunt's Haste Tory Winter, loose thy
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Speaker 1: weary chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth,
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Speaker 1: that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of
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Speaker 1: blossomy spring, may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter
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Speaker 1: on this lime, No flower buds bursting gem the sward beneath,
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Speaker 1: No song birds warble with melodious breath, as in the
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Speaker 1: joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch hath chilled the
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Speaker 1: greenness from the bough, robbed the still forest of its
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Speaker 1: pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade,
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Speaker 1: and birds have fled to balmier regions. Now, then haste
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Speaker 1: thee in thy nice wield, car away to the ice
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Speaker 1: carven deserts of the North, that the queen maiden Spring
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Speaker 1: may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her
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Speaker 1: sway in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds
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Speaker 1: on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song, the
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Speaker 1: sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall
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Speaker 1: quicken all the woods Then shall the joyous murl amid
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Speaker 1: sprays of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and
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Speaker 1: the glad thrush sings softly from the tree, filling the
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Speaker 1: clear air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream
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Speaker 1: make gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 1: and all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 1: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 1: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, My daily
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Speaker 1: walk shall be, and these shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 1: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 1: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 2: Longing for Springtime by George Moore read forlibrivox dot org
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Speaker 2: by Adrian Steels. Haste hoary winter, loose, thy, weary chain
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Speaker 2: from the dull heavens and the deadened earth, that the
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Speaker 2: soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of blossomy spring
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Speaker 2: may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on this lime,
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Speaker 2: No flower buds bursting gem the sward beneath. No song
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Speaker 2: birds warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous flush
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Speaker 2: of summer. Time, thy touch hath chilled the greenness from
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Speaker 2: the bough, robbed the still forest of its pleasing shade.
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Speaker 2: Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade, and
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Speaker 2: birds have fled to balmea regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 2: in thine ice wield car away to the ice carv'n
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Speaker 2: deserts of the north, that the queen maidens spring may
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Speaker 2: venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her sway
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Speaker 2: in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds on
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Speaker 2: her soft lips, A burst of youthful song, the sunshine
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Speaker 2: in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall quicken
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Speaker 2: all the woods. Then shall the joyous murl and mid
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Speaker 2: sprays of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and
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Speaker 2: the glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling the
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Speaker 2: clear earth with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream
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Speaker 2: make gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossom trees,
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Speaker 2: and all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 2: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 2: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, My daily
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Speaker 2: walk shall be, And these shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 2: to thee, the painter, and them maker who art God.
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Speaker 2: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 3: Longing for Springtime by George Moore read for LibriVox dot
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Speaker 3: Org by Eric Red March twenty twenty one. Haste hoary winter,
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Speaker 3: loose thy weary chain from the dull heavens and the
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Speaker 3: deadened earth, that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome
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Speaker 3: birth of blossomy spring, may visit us again. No feathery
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Speaker 3: leaflets flutter on this lime, No flower buds bursting gem
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Speaker 3: the sward beneath. No songbirds warble with melodious breath, as
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Speaker 3: in the joyous flush of summertime. Thy touch hath chilled
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Speaker 3: the greenness from the bough, rob the still forest of
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Speaker 3: its pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the flowers from
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Speaker 3: the glade, and birds have fled to balmeer regions. Now, then,
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Speaker 3: haste thee in thine ice wheeled car away to the
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Speaker 3: ice carved deserts of the North, that the queen maiden
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Speaker 3: Spring may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with
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Speaker 3: her sway in her soft hands. A beaker brimmed with
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Speaker 3: buds on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song.
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Speaker 3: The sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs
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Speaker 3: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle
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Speaker 3: amid sprays of pink flush hawthorn join the robin's glee,
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Speaker 3: and the glad thrush sings softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 3: the clear air with his lovely lays. Then shall the
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Speaker 3: stream make gentle murmuring and amber light between new blossom trees,
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Speaker 3: and all the butter flies and golden bees Winnow the
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Speaker 3: warm air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 3: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, my daily
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Speaker 3: walk shall be. And these shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 3: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 3: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 4: Longing for Springtime by George Moore readfourlibrivaux dot org by
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Speaker 4: brus Kachuk. Haste hoary winter, lose thy weary chain from
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Speaker 4: the dull heavens and the deadened earth, that the soft
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Speaker 4: bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of bless me spring
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Speaker 4: may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on the
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Speaker 4: lime no flower buds bursting gem the sword beneath, no
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Speaker 4: song birds warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous
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Speaker 4: flush of summer time. Thy touch hath chill'd the greenness
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Speaker 4: from the bow, robb'd the still forest of its pleasing shade.
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Speaker 4: Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade, and
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Speaker 4: birds have fled to balmier regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 4: in thine ice wild car away to the ice carven
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Speaker 4: deserts of the North, that the queen maiden Spring may
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Speaker 4: venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her sway
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Speaker 4: in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds on
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Speaker 4: her soft lips, A burst of youthful song, the sunshine
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Speaker 4: in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall quicken
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Speaker 4: all the woods. Then shall the joyous mrle amid sprays
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Speaker 4: of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and the
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Speaker 4: glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling the clear
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Speaker 4: air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream make
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Speaker 4: gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees, and
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Speaker 4: all the butterflies and golden bees winnow the warm air
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Speaker 4: in the wake of spring, along the green bank, on
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Speaker 4: the velvet sod all bright with flowers, My daily walk
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Speaker 4: shall be, and thee shall turn my thankful heart to
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Speaker 4: thee their painter and their maker, who art God. End
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Speaker 4: of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 5: Longing for spring Time by George Moore, red for LibriVox
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Speaker 5: dot Org by Chad Horner, located in Liverpool, England. Haste
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Speaker 5: hoary winter, loose thy weary chain from the dull heavens
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Speaker 5: and the deadened earth, that the soft bloom of flowers,
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Speaker 5: the gladsome birth of blossomy spring, may visit us again.
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Speaker 5: New feathery leaflets flutter on this lime, new flower buds
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Speaker 5: bursting gem the sword beneath no song birds warble with
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Speaker 5: melodious breath, as in the joyous flush of summer time.
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Speaker 5: Thy touch hath chill'd the greenness from the by robb'd
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Speaker 5: the still forest of its pleasing shade. Thy wild breath
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Speaker 5: swept the flowers from the glade, and birds have fled
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Speaker 5: to bamier regions. Now, then haste thee in thine ice wheald,
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Speaker 5: car away to the ice cavern deserts of the north,
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Speaker 5: that the queen maiden Spring may venture forth and gladden
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Speaker 5: hill and meadow with her sway in her soft hands,
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Speaker 5: a baker brimm'd with buds on her soft lips, A
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Speaker 5: burst of youthful song, the sunshine in her shadeless eyes
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Speaker 5: among the sleeping boughs shall quicken all the woods. Then
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Speaker 5: shall the joyous murrle amid sprays of pink flush'd hawthorn
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Speaker 5: join the robin's glee, and the glad thrush sing softly
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Speaker 5: from the tree, filling the clear air with his loveful lays.
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Speaker 5: Then shall the stream make gentle murmuring in amber light
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Speaker 5: between new blossomed trees awed, all the butterflies and golden
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Speaker 5: bees Winnow the warm air in the wake of spring,
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Speaker 5: along the green bank, on the velvet sod all bright
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Speaker 5: with flowers, My daily walk shall be, and these shall
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Speaker 5: turn my thankful heart to thee their painter and their maker,
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Speaker 5: who you are, God end upon. This recording is in
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Speaker 5: the Public Domium Longing.
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Speaker 6: For Springtime by George Moore red for Librvox dot org
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Speaker 6: i see Roxanne Maxwell haste war e winter loose thy
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Speaker 6: weary chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth,
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Speaker 6: that the soft bluem of flowers, the gladsome earth of bloss,
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Speaker 6: that spring may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter
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Speaker 6: on this line, No flower buds sting gem the sword beneath,
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Speaker 6: no songbird's warvel with the lodious breath. As in the
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Speaker 6: joyous flush of summertime, Thy touch hath chilled the greenness
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Speaker 6: from the bough, robbed the still forest of its pleasing shade.
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Speaker 6: Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade, and
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Speaker 6: birds have fled to balmier regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 6: in thine ice, wheeled car away to the ice carvened
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Speaker 6: deserts of the North, that the queen maiden Spring may
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Speaker 6: venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her sway
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Speaker 6: in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds on
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Speaker 6: her soft lips, A burst of youthful song, the sunshine
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Speaker 6: of her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall quicken
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Speaker 6: all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle amid sprays
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Speaker 6: of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and the
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Speaker 6: glad thrush sings softly from the tree, filling the clear
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Speaker 6: air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream make
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Speaker 6: gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees, and
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Speaker 6: all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm air
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Speaker 6: in the wake of spring, along the green bank, on
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Speaker 6: velvet sod, all bright with flowers, my daily walk shall be.
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Speaker 6: And these shall turn my thankful heart to thee their
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Speaker 6: painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 7: End of poem.
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Speaker 6: This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 8: Longing for Springtime by George Moore Redflibrivox dot Org by
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Speaker 8: David Lawrence. Taste hoary winter, loose, thy weary chain from
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Speaker 8: the dull head heavens and the deadened earth, that the
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Speaker 8: soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth, a blossomy spring,
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Speaker 8: may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on this lime,
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Speaker 8: No flower buds bursting gem the swords beneath, No song
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Speaker 8: birds warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous flush
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Speaker 8: of summer time. Thy touch has chilled the greenness from
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Speaker 8: the bough, robed the still forest of its pleasing shade.
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Speaker 8: Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade and
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Speaker 8: birds have fled to balmier regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 8: in thine ice wheeled car away to the ice carven
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Speaker 8: deserts of the North, that the queen maiden Spring may
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Speaker 8: venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her sway
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Speaker 8: in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds on
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Speaker 8: her soft lips, A burst of youthful song, the sunshine
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Speaker 8: in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall quicken
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Speaker 8: all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle amid sprays
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Speaker 8: of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and the
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Speaker 8: glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling the clear
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Speaker 8: air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream make
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Speaker 8: gentle murmuring in amberlite between new blossomed trees, and all
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Speaker 8: the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm air in
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Speaker 8: the wake of spring, along the green bank, on the
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Speaker 8: velvet sod, all bright with flowers, my daily walk shall be.
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Speaker 8: And these shall turn my thankful heart to thee their
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Speaker 8: painter and their maker, who art God in the poem.
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Speaker 8: This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 9: Longing for Springtime by George Moore red for LibriVox dot
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Speaker 9: org by Frankie's Andiga. Haste hoarly winter, loose, thy weary
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Speaker 9: chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth, that
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Speaker 9: the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of blossomy spring,
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Speaker 9: may visit us again. No feather re leaflets flutter round
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Speaker 9: the lime, No flower buds bursting jem the sward beneath,
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Speaker 9: no songbirds warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous
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Speaker 9: flush of summer time. Thy touch hath chilled the greenness
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Speaker 9: from the bag, robed the still force of its pleasing shade.
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Speaker 9: Thy wild breast swept the flowers from the glade, and
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Speaker 9: birds have fled to balmia regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 9: in thine ice wheel, car away to the ice carbon
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Speaker 9: deserts of the north that the Queen made in spring,
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Speaker 9: may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her
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Speaker 9: sway in her soft hands of beef r brim, with
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Speaker 9: buds on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song,
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Speaker 9: the sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping bage
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Speaker 9: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joys murle
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Speaker 9: the mid sprays a pink flush hawthorn, showing the robin's
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Speaker 9: glee and the glad thrusting softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 9: the clear air with its loveful lays. Then shall the
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Speaker 9: stream make gentle murmuring in amber light, between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 9: and all the butterflies in golden bees. When of the
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Speaker 9: warm air, in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 9: on the velvet sod, while bright with flowers, my daily
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Speaker 9: walk shall be, and thee shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 9: to thee, their painter and their maker, who art God
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Speaker 9: and the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 10: Longing for spring Time by George Moore read for Librevox
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Speaker 10: dot Org by Greg Giardano, Newport, Richie, Florida. Haste hoary winter, loose,
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Speaker 10: thy weary chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth,
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Speaker 10: that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of
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Speaker 10: bless my spring may visit us again. No feathery leaflets
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Speaker 10: flutter on this lime, No flower buds bursting gem the
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Speaker 10: sword beneath. No song birds warble with melodious breath, as
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Speaker 10: in the joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch hath chilled,
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Speaker 10: the greenness from the bough, robb'd the still forest of
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Speaker 10: its pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the flowers from
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Speaker 10: the glade, and birds have fled to balmere regions. Now,
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Speaker 10: then haste thee in thine ice wheeled car away to
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Speaker 10: the ice carbon deserts of the North, that the queen
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Speaker 10: maiden spring may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow
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Speaker 10: with her sway in her soft hands, a beaker brimm'd
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Speaker 10: with buds on her soft lips, A burst of youthful song,
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Speaker 10: the sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs
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Speaker 10: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous merle
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Speaker 10: amid sprays of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee,
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Speaker 10: and the glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 10: the clear air with its lovely lays. Then shall the
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Speaker 10: stream make gentle murmuring and amber light between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 10: and all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 10: air in the wake of spring, the long green bank
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Speaker 10: on the velvet side, all bright with flowers, My daily
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Speaker 10: walk shall be in thee shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 10: to thee, their painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 10: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 11: Longing for spring Time by George Moore. Read for Leave
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Speaker 11: We Vox dot Org by Garth Burton. Haste hoary winter,
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Speaker 11: loose thy weary chain from the dull heavens and the
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Speaker 11: deadened earth, that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome
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Speaker 11: birth of blossomy spring, may visit us again. No feathery
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Speaker 11: leaflets flutter on this lime, No flower buds bursting gem
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Speaker 11: the sward beneath, No song birds warble with menodious breath,
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Speaker 11: as in the joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch
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Speaker 11: hath chill'd the greenness from the bough, robb'd the still
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Speaker 11: forest of its pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the
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Speaker 11: flowers from the glade, and birds have fled to balmea regions. Now,
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Speaker 11: then haste thee in thine ice wheeled car away to
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Speaker 11: the ice carven deserts of the North, that the queen
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Speaker 11: maiden Spring may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow
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Speaker 11: with her sway in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed
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Speaker 11: with buds on her soft lips, A burst of youthful song.
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Speaker 11: The sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs
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Speaker 11: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle
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Speaker 11: amid sprays of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee,
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Speaker 11: and the glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 11: the clear air with his loveful lays. Then shall the
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Speaker 11: stream make gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 11: and all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 11: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 11: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, my daily
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Speaker 11: walk shall be, and these shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 11: to thee their painter and their maker, who are God.
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Speaker 11: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 12: Longing for Springtime by George Moore read for LibriVox dot
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Speaker 12: org by Graheamscott, Leicestershire, England. Graheamscottaudio dot com. Haste hoary winter,
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Speaker 12: loose thy weary chain from the dull heavens and the
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Speaker 12: deaden'd earth, that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome
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Speaker 12: birth of blossomy spring may visit us again. No feathery
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Speaker 12: leaflets flutter on this lime. No flower buds bursting gem
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Speaker 12: the sward beneath, no song birds warble with melodious breath,
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Speaker 12: as in the joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch
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Speaker 12: hath chill'd the greenness from the bough, robb'd the still
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Speaker 12: forest of its pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the
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Speaker 12: flowers from the glade, and birds have fled to balmeer regions. Now,
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Speaker 12: then haste thee in thine ice wheeled car away to
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Speaker 12: the ice carven deserts of the North, that the queen
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Speaker 12: maiden Spring may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow
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Speaker 12: with her sway in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed
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Speaker 12: with buds on her soft lips, A burst of youthful song,
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Speaker 12: the sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs
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Speaker 12: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murl
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Speaker 12: amid sprays of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee,
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Speaker 12: and the glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 12: the clear air with his loveful lays. Then shall the
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Speaker 12: stream make gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 12: and all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 12: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 12: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, My daily
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Speaker 12: walk shall be, and these shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 12: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 12: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 13: Longing for Springtime by George Moore rereadflverbox dot Org by
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Speaker 13: Isabella Garcia. Haste Hory, winter, loose thy weary chain from
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Speaker 13: the dull heavens and the dredator. That's a soft boom
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Speaker 13: of flowers, the gladson birth of blossom. My spring may
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Speaker 13: come again. No feathery leaflets flutter on this line, no
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Speaker 13: flower buds bursting gem this sword beneath, No sombers warble
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Speaker 13: as in the joyous flushes of summertime. Thy touch chilled
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Speaker 13: the greenness from the bow, robed the still forest of
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Speaker 13: its pleasing shade. Thy wild breasts wept the flowers from
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Speaker 13: this glade, and birds have fled to balmier regions. Now
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Speaker 13: then taste thee and night ice wheeled car away to
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Speaker 13: the ice caverned deserts of the north. That the queen Maiden,
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Speaker 13: spring we venture.
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Speaker 14: Forth and gladden hill and meadow, with her sway and
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Speaker 14: her soft hands, her beaker burned with buds on her
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Speaker 14: soft lips, a burst of youthful song. The sunshiner, shadeless
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Speaker 14: eyes among the sleepless bows, shall quickly in all the woods.
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Speaker 13: Then shall the joy us merry in the mid sprays
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Speaker 13: of pink flesh hawthorn joined the robins glee, and the
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Speaker 13: glad thrusts thing softly from the tree, filling the clear
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Speaker 13: air with his loveful legs. Then shall the stream make
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Speaker 13: gentle murmury and never might between the new blossom trees
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Speaker 13: and all the burflies and golda bees. We now the
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Speaker 13: warm air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 13: on the velvet sod, all brightened flowers, My daily walk
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Speaker 13: shall be, and thee shalt ter my thinkful heart to thee,
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Speaker 13: the partner and the Maker, who are God, end of Palm.
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Speaker 15: Longing for spring Time by George Moore read for LibriVox
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Speaker 15: dot Org by Julia Aldriana. Haste hurry winter, loose thy
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Speaker 15: weary chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth
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Speaker 15: that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of
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Speaker 15: Blosso may spring may visit us again. No feathery leaflets
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Speaker 15: flutter on this lime, No flower buds bursting gem the
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Speaker 15: sward beneath, No song birds warble with melodious breath, as
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Speaker 15: in the joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch hath
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Speaker 15: chilled the greenness from the bough, robbed the still forest
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Speaker 15: of its pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the flowers
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Speaker 15: from the glade, and birds have fled to balmier regions. Now,
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Speaker 15: then haste thee in thine ice wheeled car away to
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Speaker 15: the ice carved deserts of the North, that the queen
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Speaker 15: maiden Spring may venture forth, and gladden hill and meadow
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Speaker 15: whither sway in her soft hands of beaker, brimmed with
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Speaker 15: buds on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song,
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Speaker 15: the sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs
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Speaker 15: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle
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Speaker 15: amid sprays of pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee,
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Speaker 15: And the glad thrush sings softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 15: the clear air with its loveful lays. Then shall the
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Speaker 15: stream make gentle murmur in amber light, between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 15: and all the butterflies in golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 15: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 15: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, my daily
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Speaker 15: walk shall be, and these shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 15: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 15: End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 16: Long In for spring Time by George Moore, read for
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Speaker 16: LibriVox dot Org by Laurie Wilson. Haste hoary winter, loose
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Speaker 16: thy weary chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth,
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Speaker 16: that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of
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Speaker 16: blossomy spring, may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter
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Speaker 16: on this lime, No flower buds bursting jim the sward beneath,
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Speaker 16: No song birds warble with melodious breath, as in the
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Speaker 16: joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch hath chill'd the
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Speaker 16: greenness from the bough, rob the still forest of its
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Speaker 16: pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade,
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Speaker 16: and birds have fled to balmer regions. Now, then haste
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Speaker 16: thee in thine ice wheeled car away to the ice
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Speaker 16: carved deserts of the North that the Queen made in spring,
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Speaker 16: may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her
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Speaker 16: sway in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds
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Speaker 16: on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song, the
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Speaker 16: sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall
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Speaker 16: quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle amid
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Speaker 16: sprays of pink flesh hawthorn join the robin's glee, and
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Speaker 16: the glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling the
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Speaker 16: clear air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream
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Speaker 16: make gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 16: and all the butterflies and golden bees windle the warm
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Speaker 16: air in the wake of spring along the green bank,
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Speaker 16: on the velvet sod all bright with flowers. My daily
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Speaker 16: walk shall be, and thee shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 16: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God
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Speaker 16: in Depoem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 17: Longing for Spring Time by George Moore redflibrivox dot org
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Speaker 17: by all knight, Haste hoary winter, loose thy weary chain
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Speaker 17: from the dull heavens and the deadened earth, that the
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Speaker 17: soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of bloss my spring,
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Speaker 17: may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on the lime,
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Speaker 17: No flower buds bursting jim the sword beneath, no song
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Speaker 17: birds warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous flush
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Speaker 17: of summer time. Thy touch hath chilled the greenness from
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Speaker 17: the bow, rob the still forest of its pleasing shade.
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Speaker 17: Thy wild breaths swept the flowers from the glade, and
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Speaker 17: birds have fled to balmier regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 17: in thine ice wheeled car away to the ice carbon
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Speaker 17: deserts of the North, that the queen maiden Spring may
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Speaker 17: venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her sway
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Speaker 17: in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with bu uds
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Speaker 17: on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song, The
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Speaker 17: sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping bows shall
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Speaker 17: quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle amid
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Speaker 17: sprays a pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and
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Speaker 17: the glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling the
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Speaker 17: clear air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream
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Speaker 17: make gentle murmuring in amber like between new blossom trees,
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Speaker 17: and all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 17: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 17: on the velvet sod all bright with flowers, My daily
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Speaker 17: walk shall be, and thee shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 17: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God.
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Speaker 7: End.
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Speaker 17: A poem this recording in the public domain.
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Speaker 18: Longing for Springtime by George Moore, red for LibriVox dot
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Speaker 18: Org by Lee Salter, Elizabethtown, Pennsylvania, USA. Haste hoary winter, loose,
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Speaker 18: thy weary chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth,
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Speaker 18: that the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of
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Speaker 18: blosshemy spring may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter
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Speaker 18: on this lime, No flower buds bursting gem the sward beneath,
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Speaker 18: No songbirds warbol with melodious breath. As the joyous flush
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Speaker 18: of summertime, thy touch hath chilled the greenness from the
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Speaker 18: bow robbed the still forest of its pleasing shade. Thy
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Speaker 18: wild breath swept the flowers from the glade, and birds
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Speaker 18: have fled to balmy regions. Now, then haste thee in
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Speaker 18: thine ice wheeled car away to the ice carven deserts
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Speaker 18: of the north, that the queen maiden Spring may venture
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Speaker 18: forth and gladden hill and meadow with her sway in
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Speaker 18: her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds on her
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Speaker 18: soft lips, A burst of youthful song, the sunshine in
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Speaker 18: her shadeless eyes among the sleeping boughs shall quicken all
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Speaker 18: the woods. Then shall the joyous murle amid sprays of
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Speaker 18: pink flushed hawthorn join the robin's glee, and the glad
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Speaker 18: thrush sings softly from the tree, filling the air with
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Speaker 18: his loveful lays. Then shall the stream make gentle murmuring
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Speaker 18: in amber light between new blossomed trees, and all the
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Speaker 18: butterflies in golden bees Winnow the warm air in the
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Speaker 18: wake of spring. Along the green bank, on the velve
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Speaker 18: that sod all bright with flowers, my daily walk shall be,
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Speaker 18: and these shall turn my thankful heart to thee their
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Speaker 18: painter and their maker, who art God? End of poem.
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Speaker 19: Longing for Springtime by George Moore read for LibriVox dot
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Speaker 19: Org by Monica Shane Haste hoary winter, lose thy weary
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Speaker 19: chain from the dull heavens, in the deadened earth, the
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Speaker 19: soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of bloss my
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Speaker 19: spring may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on
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Speaker 19: this lime, No flower buds, bursting gymnasts sword beneath, no
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Speaker 19: songbirds warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous flush
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Speaker 19: of summertime. Thy touch, hath child, The greenness from the
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Speaker 19: bow robbed the still forest of its pleasure in shade,
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Speaker 19: Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade, and
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Speaker 19: birds have fled in balmeer regions. Now, then haste thee
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Speaker 19: in thine ice, wheeled car away to the ice carbon
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Speaker 19: deserts of the North, that the queen maid in spring
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Speaker 19: may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her
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Speaker 19: sway and her soft hands, and a beaker brimmed with
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Speaker 19: buds on her soft lips, a burst of youthful song,
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Speaker 19: the sunshine and her shadeless eyes among the sleeping bows
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Speaker 19: shall quicken all the woods. Then shall the joyous murle
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Speaker 19: amid sprays of pink flushed hawthorn joined the robin's glee.
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Speaker 19: Then the glad thrush's song softly from the tree, filling
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Speaker 19: the clear air with its lows. Then shall the stream
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Speaker 19: make gentle murmuring an amber light between new blossomed trees,
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Speaker 19: And all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm
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Speaker 19: air in the wake of spring, along the green bank,
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Speaker 19: on the velvet sod, all bright with flowers, My daily
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Speaker 19: walks shall be, and they shall turn my thankful heart
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Speaker 19: to thee their painter and their maker, who art God
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Speaker 19: and of poem. This recording is part of the is
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Speaker 7: Longing for Springtime by George Moore, read for Librevox dot
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Speaker 7: Org by Phil Shamph Haste Tory winter, loose, thy weary
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Speaker 7: chain from the dull heavens and the deadened earth, that
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Speaker 7: the soft bloom of flowers, the gladsome birth of blossomy
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Speaker 7: spring may visit us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on
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Speaker 7: the lime, no flower buds bursting gem the sword beneath,
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Speaker 7: no song birds warble with melodious breath, as in the
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Speaker 7: joyous flush of summer time. Thy touch hath chilled the
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Speaker 7: greenness from the bough, robed the still forest of its
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Speaker 7: pleasing shade. Thy wild breath swept the flowers from the glade,
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Speaker 7: and birds have fled to balmier regions. Now, then haste
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Speaker 7: thee in thine ice wheeled car away to the ice
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Speaker 7: carven deserts of the North, that the queen maiden Spring
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Speaker 7: may venture forth and gladden hill and meadow with her
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Speaker 7: sway in her soft hands, a beaker brimmed with buds
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Speaker 7: on her soft lips, A burst of youthful song, the
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Speaker 7: sunshine in her shadeless eyes among the sleeping shall quicken
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Speaker 7: all the woods. Then shall the joyous merle amidst praise
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Speaker 7: of pink flushed hawthorn, join the robin's glee, and the
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Speaker 7: glad thrush sing softly from the tree, filling the clear
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Speaker 7: air with his loveful lays. Then shall the stream make
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Speaker 7: gentle murmuring in amber light between new blossomed trees, and
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Speaker 7: all the butterflies and golden bees Winnow the warm air
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Speaker 7: in the wake of spring along the green bank on
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Speaker 7: the velvet sod all bright with flowers. My daily walk
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Speaker 7: shall be, and these shall turn my thankful heart to
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Speaker 7: thee their painter and their maker, who art God and
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Speaker 7: the poem. This recording is in the public domain.
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Speaker 20: Longing for Springtime by George Moore read for LibriVox dot
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Speaker 20: Org by Rohan Haste hoary winter, lose thy weary chain
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Speaker 20: from dull heavens and the deadened earth, the soft bloom
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Speaker 20: of flowers, the gladstone birth obloss, my spring may visit
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Speaker 20: us again. No feathery leaflets flutter on this slime, No
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Speaker 20: flower buds bursting gem the sward beneath. No song birds
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Speaker 20: warble with melodious breath, as in the joyous flush of
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Speaker 20: summer time. Thy touch hath chill'd the greenness from the bow,
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Speaker 20: robbed the still forest of its pleasing shade. Thy breath
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Speaker 20: swept the flowers from the glade, and birds have fled
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Speaker 20: to balmier regions. Now, then, haste thee in thin ice wield,
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Speaker 20: car away to thee ice carbon deserts of the North
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Speaker 20: that the Queen made in spring. May venture forth and
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Speaker 20: gladden hill and meadow with her sway in her soft hands.
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Speaker 20: A beaker brimmed with buds on her soft lips, A
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Speaker 20: burst of youthful song, the sunshine in her shadeless eyes,
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Speaker 20: among the sleeping bows, shall quicken all the woods. Then
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Speaker 20: shall the joyous murle a mid sprays of pink flushed
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Speaker 20: hawthorn join the robin's glee and glad thrust sing softly
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Speaker 20: from the tree, filling the air with his lovely lays.
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Speaker 20: Then shall the stream make gentle murmuring in amber light
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Speaker 20: between new blossomed trees, and all the butterflies and golden
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Speaker 20: bees Winnow the warm air in the wake of spring,
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Speaker 20: along the green bank, on the velvet sod, all bright
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Speaker 20: with flowers, my daily walk shall be. And these shall
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Speaker 20: turn my thankful heart to thee their painter and their maker,
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Speaker 20: who art God. End of poem. This recording is in
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