If I might see another Spring I`d not plant summer flowers and wait: I`d have my crocuses at once My leafless pink mezereons, My chill-veined snow-drops, choicer yet My white or azure violet, Leaf-nested primrose; anything To blow at once, not late. If I might see another Spring I`d listen to the daylight birds That build their nests and pair and sing, Nor wait for mateless nightingale; I`d listen to the lusty herds, The ewes with lambs as white as snow, I`d find out music in the hail And all the winds that blow. If I might see another Spring - Oh stinging comment on my past That all my past results in ‘if’ - If I might see another Spring I`d laugh today, today is brief I would not wait for anything: I`d use today that cannot last, Be glad today and sing.SourceThe script ran 0.002 seconds.
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