ghizela rowe - augusta davies webster - young laughters, and my music lyrics
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young laughters, and my music! aye till now
the voice can reach no blending minors near;
’tis the bird’s trill because the spring is here
and spring means trilling on a blossomy bough;
’tis the spring joy that has no why or how
but sees the sun and hopes not nor can fear++
spring is so sweet and spring seems all the year
dear voice, the first+come birds but trill as thou
oh music of my heart, be thus for long:
too soon the spring bird learns the later song;
too soon a sadder sweetness slays content
too soon! there comes new light on onward day
there comes new perfume o’er a rosier way:
comes not again the young spring joy that went
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