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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part IV: Vita Nova: XCIV
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A YEAR AGO
 A year ago I too was proud of May,
 I too delighted in the blackbird`s song.
 When the sun shone my soul made holiday.
 When the rain fell I felt it as a wrong.
 Then for me too the world was fresh and young.
 Oh what a miracle each bluebell was!
 How my heart leaped in union with my tongue,
 When first I lit upon a stag`s horn moss!
 --A year ago! Alas, one Summer`s fire,
 One autumn`s chill, one Winter`s discontent,
 And now one Spring of joy and hope deferred
 Have brought me to this pass of undesire
 That I behold May`s veil of beauty rent
 And stand unmoved by sun and flower and bird.
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