to a young child Margaret, are you grieving, Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leaves, like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? Ah! as the heart grows older It will come to such sights colder By & by, nor spare a sigh Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; And yet you will weep & know why. Now no matter, child, the name: Sorrow's springs are the same. Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed What heart heard of, ghost guessed: It is the blight man was born for, It is Margaret you mourn for.
From an Antique Land
Song Cycle by Victoria Bond (b. 1945)
3. Spring and Fall: To a Young Child  [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844 - 1889), "Spring and Fall", first published 1918
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