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49
UNDERSTANDING
1917
The snowdrops and the crocuses
Bloomed in the olden way:
The stately tulips followed on—
The pansies had their day;
The roses came—and yet the year
Brought neither June nor May.
And now the tiger lilies lift
Their freckled faces high;
And now the sun is blazing down
From out a cloudless sky—
And yet it is not Summertime,
Though Summer days drag by.
Bloomed in the olden way:
The stately tulips followed on—
The pansies had their day;
The roses came—and yet the year
Brought neither June nor May.
And now the tiger lilies lift
Their freckled faces high;
And now the sun is blazing down
From out a cloudless sky—
And yet it is not Summertime,
Though Summer days drag by.
His dog looks up the lonely lane—
He knows the reason why.
He knows the reason why.
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