Augusta Davies Webster - Young Laughters, and My Music

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Augusta Davies Webster - Young Laughters, and My Music

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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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  • Augusta Webster