“She did not climb the April hill.”
Aye, did she so,
But in no way
In which we’re wont to say
Climbed she that hill.
She climbed a farther hill
More fair than show
The meadows here
Into an air more clear,
A light more still.
She climbed the April hill.
We saw her go
Clear in our view
Up to the edge of blue,
And upward still.
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