<h3><SPAN name="IN_MEDIA_VITA" id="IN_MEDIA_VITA"></SPAN>IN MEDIA VITA</h3>
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<span class="i0"><span class="letra">S</span>treams of the spring a-singing,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Winds of the May that blow,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Birds from the Southland winging,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Buds in the grasses below.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Clouds that speed hurrying over,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the climbing rose by the wall,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Singing of bees in the clover,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the dead, under all!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Lads and their sweethearts lying<br/></span>
<span class="i2">In the cleft of the windy hill;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Hearts that are hushed of their sighing,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Lips that are tender and still.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Stars in the purple gloaming,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Flowers that suffuse and fall,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Twitter of bird-mates homing,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the dead, under all!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Herdsman abroad with his collie,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Girls on their way to the fair,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Young lads a-chasing their folly,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Parsons a-praying their prayer.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Children their kites a-flying,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Grandsires that nod by the wall,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Mothers soft lullabies sighing,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And the dead, under all!<br/></span>
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