It Is Not Always May by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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It Is Not Always May by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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The sun is bright, the air is clear The darting swallows soar and sing And from the stately elms I hear The blue-bird prophesying Spring So blue yon winding river flows It seems an outlet from the sky Where waiting till the west wind blows The freighted clouds at anchor lie All things are new; the buds, the leaves That gild the elm-tree's nodding crest And even the nest beneath the eaves; Therе are no birds in last year's nest! All things rеjoice in youth and love The fulness of their first delight! And learn from the soft heavens above The melting tenderness of night Maiden, that read'st this simple rhyme Enjoy thy youth, it will not stay; Enjoy the fragrance of thy prime For O! it is not always May! Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth To some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth There are no birds in last year's nest!

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  • Henry Wadsworth Longfellow