O Spirit of Spring, It was no dream When by the stream I heard you sing; For here, today, O'er the slender grasses Like a sunbeam passes The soul of May. With backblown hair And wild kind eyes, She flashes, she flies Thro' the radiant air; Swift as she goes The birds have seen her, The grass is greener, The buds unclose. Alas! Their bliss I may not share; O Spring, I dare Ask only this: Take, take away The dread of tomorrow's Harvest of sorrows, Spring, for one day.
- by St. John Welles Lucas (1879 - 1934) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by (Gerald) Graham Peel (1878 - 1937), "Sorrow and spring", published 1907 [voice and piano], London, Boosey & Co. [text verified 1 time]
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