Poem: From Spring Days To Winter (For Music)

In the glad springtime when leaves were green,

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,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O the glad dove has golden wings!

Between the blossoms red and white,

O merrily the throstle sings!

上海龙凤shlf最新地址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!

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!

上海龙凤shlf最新地址My love is dead:  ah! well-a-day,

See at her silent feet I lay

上海龙凤shlf最新地址A dove with broken wings!

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

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Fond Dove, fond Dove return again!