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Make me over mother April	A
When the sap begins to stir	B
When thy flowery hand delivers	C
All the mountain prisoned rivers	C
And thy great heart beats and quivers	C
To revive the days that were	B
Make me over mother April	A
When the sap begins to stir	B
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Take my dust and all my dreaming	D
Count my heart beats one by one	E
Send them where the winters perish	F
Then some golden noon recherish	F
And restore them in the sun	E
Flower and scent and dust and dreaming	D
With their heart beats every one	E
	-
Set me in the urge and tide drift	G
Of the streaming hosts a wing	D
Breast of scarlet throat of yellow	H
Raucous challenge wooings mellow	H
Every migrant is my fellow	H
Making northward with the spring	D
Loose me in the urge and tide drift	G
Of the streaming hosts a wing	D
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Shrilling pipe or fluting whistle	A
In the valleys come again	I
Fife of frog and call of tree toad	J
All my brothers five or three toed	J
With their revel no more vetoed	J
Making music in the rain	K
Shrilling pipe or fluting whistle	A
In the valleys come again	I
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Make me of thy seed to morrow	H
When the sap begins to stir	B
Tawny light foot sleepy bruin	L
Bright eyes in the orchard ruin	E
Gnarl the good life goes askew in	L
Whiskey jack or tanager	B
Make me anything to morrow	B
When the sap begins to stir	B
	-
Make me even How do I know	B
Like my friend the gargoyle there	B
It may be the heart within him	M
Swells that doltish hands should pin him	M
Fixed forever in mid air	B
Make me even sport for swallows	C
Like the soaring gargoyle there	B
	-
Give me the old clue to follow	B
Through the labyrinth of night	N
Clod of clay with heart of fire	B
Things that burrow and aspire	B
With the vanishing desire	B
For the perishing delight	N
Only the old clue to follow	B
Through the labyrinth of night	N
	-
Make me over mother April	A
When the sap begins to stir	B
Fashion me from swamp or meadow	B
Garden plot or ferny shadow	B
Hyacinth or humble burr	B
Make me over mother April	A
When the sap begins to stir	B
	-
Let me hear the far low summons	C
When the silver winds return	O
Rills that run and streams that stammer	B
Goldenwing with his loud hammer	B
Icy brooks that brawl and clamor	B
Where the Indian willows burn	O
Let me hearken to the calling	D
When the silver winds return	O
	-
Till recurring and recurring	D
Long since wandered and come back	P
Like a whim of Grieg's or Gounod's	C
This same self bird bud or Bluenose	C
Some day I may capture Who knows	C
Just the one last joy I lack	P
Waking to the far new summons	C
When the old spring winds come back	P
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For I have no choice of being	D
When the sap begins to climb	Q
Strong insistence sweet intrusion	E
Vasts and verges of illusion	E
So I win to time's confusion	E
The one perfect pearl of time	Q
Joy and joy and joy forever	B
Till the sap forgets to climb	Q
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Make me over in the morning	D
From the rag bag of the world	R
Scraps of dream and duds of daring	D
Home brought stuff from far sea faring	S
Faded colors once so flaring	D
Shreds of banners long since furled	R
Hues of ash and glints of glory	B
In the rag bag of the world	R
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Let me taste the old immortal	A
Indolence of life once more	B
Not recalling nor foreseeing	D
Let the great slow joys of being	D
Well my heart through as of yore	B
Let me taste the old immortal	A
Indolence of life once more	B
	-
Give me the old drink for rapture	B
The delirium to drain	K
All my fellows drank in plenty	B
At the Three Score Inns and Twenty	B
From the mountains to the main	K
Give me the old drink for rapture	B
The delirium to drain	K
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Only make me over April	A
When the sap begins to stir	B
Make me man or make me woman	E
Make me oaf or ape or human	E
Cup of flower or cone of fir	B
Make me anything but neuter	B
When the sap begins to stir	B

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