On observing a Blossom on the First of February 1796.

Fair blossom, on this first of February seen,
A herald bright, of spring's approaching grace,
Thou dost inspire, with beauty's gentle mien,
And wake the soul, to nature's sweet embrace.

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American lyric poet, known for her poems on love, nature, and the feminine experience. Her work often displays a delicate and musical quality.

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