When they come back –
if Blossoms do –
I always feel a doubt
If Blossoms can be
born again
When once the Art
is out –
if Blossoms do –
I always feel a doubt
If Blossoms can be
born again
When once the Art
is out –
When they begin, if
Robins may,
I always had a fear
I did not tell, it
was their last
Experiment
Last Year,
When it is May, if
May return,
Had nobody a pang
Lest in a Face so beautiful
He might not look again?
¦
If I am there – One
does not know
What Party – One may
be
Tomorrow, but if I am
there
I take back all I say –
Superiority to Fate
Is difficult to gain
′Tis not conferred of
any
But possible to earn
A pittance at a time
Until to Her surprise
The Soul with strict
economy
Subsist till Paradise.