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    "text": "Windy winter has left the skies, and the purple sea-\r\nson of flowery spring smiles. The dark earth garlands\r\nherself in green herbage, and the plants bursting\r\ninto leaf wave their new-born tresses. The meadows,\r\ndrinking the nourishing dew of dawn, laugh as the\r\nroses open. The shepherd on the hills delights to\r\nplay shrilly on the pipes, and the goatherd joys in his\r\nwhite kids. Already the mariners sail over the broad\r\nbillows, their sails bellied by the kindly Zephyr.\r\nAlready, crowning their heads with the bloom of\r\nberried ivy, men cry evoe ! to Dionysus the giver of\r\nthe grape. The bees that the bull's carcase gene-\r\nrates¹ bethink them of their artful labours, and seated\r\non the hive they build the fresh white loveliness of\r\ntheir many-celled comb. The races of birds sing\r\nloud everywhere : the kingfishers by the waves, the\r\nswallows round the house, the swan by the river's\r\nbrink, the nightingale in the grove. If the foliage\r\nof plants rejoices, and the earth flourishes, and the\r\nshepherd pipes, and the fleecy flocks disport them-\r\nselves, and sailors sail, and Dionysus dances, and the\r\nbirds sing, and the bees bring forth, how should a\r\nsinger too not sing beautifully in the spring?",
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