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Bulb Planting Time

Last night he said the dead were dead
And scoffed my faith to scorn;
I found him at a tulip bed
When I passed by at morn.
'O ho!' said I, 'the frost is near
And mist is on the hills,
And yet I find you planting here
Tulips and daffodils.'
''Tis time to plant them now,' he said,
'If they shall bloom in Spring';

'But every bulb,' said I, 'seems dead,
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