Poems, Dialogues in Verse and Epigrams By Walter Savage Landor: Edited with notes by Charles G. Crump |
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XXXV.
[You tell me I must come again]
You tell me I must come againNow buds and blooms appear:
Ah! never fell one word in vain
Of yours on mortal ear.
You say the birds are busy now
In hedgerow, brake, and grove,
And slant their eyes to find the bough
That best conceals their love:
How many warble from the spray!
How many on the wing!
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I miss the sound of spring.”
How little could that voice express,
Beloved, when we met!
But other sounds hath tenderness,
Which neither shall forget.
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