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However much my eager heart may miss, How much for you my very soul may yearn, I will seek patience, confident in this, That some time, surely, Love shall conquer pain, And then, dear heart, I know you will return. HOWEVER MUCH MY EAGER HEART MAY MISS HOW MUCH FOR YOU MY VERY SOUL MAY YEARN I WILL SEE PATIENCE CONFIDENT IN THIS THAT SOMETIME SURELY LOVE SHALL CONQUER PAIN AND THEN DEAR HEART I KNOW YOU WILL RETURN
 the spring! Indeed I think I never have confessed, Nor have you guessed How much of May it is your gift to bring. You never knew how wintry was the cloud Of haunting sadness, that would ofttimes shroud My inmost being, and creep up to chill The warmer currents of my life,—until, In knowing you, I felt a pulse like that sweet, joyous thrill That breaks the buds when all the skies are blue! The bitter storms of grief I did not fear When you were near. But sometimes now I have grown half afraid That unforgotten frost of pain that used To wrap my nature will again invade The singing streams your April touch had loosed. Spring’s subtler spells alone I can not learn, —Ah, will you not return? Yet if it chance that prayed-for peace you sought Be not at length to full perfection wrought, If still in vain Time strives with memory,—then, dear, I would fain Let be as naught All I have uttered; and I will refrain From any whispered wish, or word, or thought, That might to you in anywise complain. NATURE LONG TO GREET THE SPRING INDEED I THINK I NEVER HAVE CONFESSED NOR HAVE YOU GUESSED HOW MUCH OF MAY IT IS YOUR GIFT TO BRING YOU NEVER KNEW HOW WINTRY WAS THE CLOUD OF HAUNTING SADNESS THAT WILL OFTTIMES SHROUD MY INNERMOST BEING AND CREEP UP TO CHILL THE WARMER CURRENTS OF MY LIFE UNTIL IN KNOWING YOU I FELT A PULSE LIKE THAT SWEET JOYOUS THRILL THAT BREAKS THE BUDS WHEN ALL THE SKIES ARE BLUE THE BITTER STORMS OF GRIEF I DID NOT FEAR WHEN YOU WERE NEAR BUT SOMETIMES NOW I HAVE GROWN HALF AFRAID THAT UNFORGOTTEN FROST OF PAIN THAT USED TO WRAP MY NATURE WILL AGAIN INVADE THE SINGING STREAMS YOUR APRIL TOUCH HAS LOOSENED SPRING'S SUBTLER SPELLS ALONE I CANNOT LEARN AH WILL YOU NOT RETURN YET IF IT CHANCED THAT PRAYED FOR PEACE YOU SOUGHT BE NOT AT LENGTH TO FULL PERFECTION WROUGHT IF STILL IN VAIN TIME STRIVES WITH MEMORY THEN DEAR I WOULD FAIN LET BE AS NAUGHT ALL I HAVE UTTERED AND I WILL REFRAIN FROM ANY WHISPERED WISH OR WORD OR THOUGHT THAT MIGHT TO YOU IN ANY WISE COMPLAIN
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