Heedless that now the mists of spring do rise
Heedless that now the mists of spring do rise,
Why fly the wild-geese northward?—Can it be
Their native home is fairer to their eyes,
Though no sweet flowers blossom on its lea?
Why fly the wild-geese northward?—Can it be
Their native home is fairer to their eyes,
Though no sweet flowers blossom on its lea?
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