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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. 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
ompare Earth’s endless beauties, whether east or west! All lands are lovely, and I am aware That unto me this little spot seems fair, More rare Than all the gathered glories of the rest, Because I love it best. And so, in truth, I feel that chief I plead A selfish need; I too, like 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 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? T AVAIL IN STRIVING TO COMPARE EARTH'S ENDLESS BEAUTIES WHETHER EAST OR WEST ALL LANDS ARE LOVELY AND I AM AWARE THAT UNTO ME THIS LITTLE SPOT SEEMS FAIR MORE RARE THAN ALL THE GATHERED GLORIES OF THE REST BECAUSE I LOVE IT BEST AND SO IN TRUTH I FEEL THAT CHIEF I PLEAD A SELFISH NEED I TOO LIKE 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
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