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MY NAMESAKE.
FROM silvery clouds the silvery showers
  Fell o'er the earth;
Stole softly forth the faint, sweet flowers
  Of April birth.

An April babe my namesake came
  One April day;
Just claimed on earth her place, her name,
  And fled away.

A few soft sighings of the breath
  And it was spent;
Too frail for life, too sweet for death,
  She came and went.

So brief a stay, so swift a flight,
  Could scarce be felt;
Thus snowflakes falling light as light
  Touch earth and melt.

If verily she hath been here
  We hardly know;
The frailest blossoms of the year
  Her days outgrow.

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