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VII. “ONE HOUR OF MAY'S”
After Metaphysic's dreary song
Back to thee I turn,
Finding much of love's pure lore I long
Yet to learn.
Back to thee I turn,
Finding much of love's pure lore I long
Yet to learn.
After all the feasts of learning spread
Grand before my gaze,
Love's sweet mandate thrills my heart instead
At a glance of May's.
Grand before my gaze,
Love's sweet mandate thrills my heart instead
At a glance of May's.
After all the lengthy windy words
Spun from mankind's tongue,
Strange relief to hear a girl's, or bird's,
Said or sung.
Spun from mankind's tongue,
Strange relief to hear a girl's, or bird's,
Said or sung.
After wandering through the weary days,
Sad, alone,
Glad delight to feel one hour of May's
Is my own.
Sad, alone,
Glad delight to feel one hour of May's
Is my own.
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