Poem: From Spring Days To Winter (For Music)

In the glad springtime when leaves were green,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O merrily the throstle sings!

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I sought, amid the tangled sheen,

Love whom mine eyes had never seen,

O the glad dove has golden wings!

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Between the blossoms red and white,

O merrily the throstle sings!

My love first came into my sight,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O perfect vision of delight,

O the glad dove has golden wings!

The yellow apples glowed like fire,

O merrily the throstle sings!

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O Love too great for lip or lyre,

Blown rose of love and of desire,

O the glad dove has golden wings!

But now with snow the tree is grey,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Ah, sadly now the throstle sings!

My love is dead:  ah! well-a-day,

See at her silent feet I lay

A dove with broken wings!

Ah, Love! ah, Love! that thou wert slain -

Fond Dove, fond Dove return again!