Retrieved entry from 'April 30, 2020'
"Old April wanes, and her last dewy morn / Her death-bed steeps in tears; to hail the May / New blooming blossoms 'neath the sun are born, / And all poor April's charms are swept away."
John Clare, "The Last of April"
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