An April Love by Alfred Austin

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An April Love by Alfred Austin

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Nay, be not June, nor yet December, dear But April always, as I find thee now: A constant freshness unto me be thou And not the ripeness that must soon be sere Why should I be Time's dupe, and wish more near The sobering harvest of thy vernal vow? I am content, so still across thy brow Returning smile chase transitory tear Then scatter thy April heart in sunny showers; I crave nor Summer drouth nor Winter sleet: As Spring be fickle, so thou be as sweet; With half—kept promise tantalise the hours; And let Love's frolic hands and woodland feet Fill high the lap of Life with wilding flowers

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  • Alfred Austin