IF I might see another Spring, I'd not plant summer flowers and wait: I'd have my crocuses at once, My leafless pink mezereons, My chill-veined snowdrops, choicer yet My white or azure violet, Leaf-nested primrose; anything To blow at once, not late. If I might see another Spring, I'd listen to the daylight birds That build their nests and pair and sing, Nor wait for mateless nightingale; I'd listen to the lusty herds, The ewes with lambs as white as snow, I'd find out music in the hail And all the winds that blow. If I might see another Spring -- Oh stinging comment on my past That all my past results in 'if' -- If I might see another Spring I'd laugh to-day, to-day is brief; I would not wait for anything: I'd use to-day that cannot last, Be glad to-day and sing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VISIONS OF THE DAUGHTERS OF ALBION by WILLIAM BLAKE MINIVER CHEEVY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE SPELL OF THE YUKON by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE ROMERO by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE LORDS' MASQUE: THE SONG by THOMAS CAMPION THE SUMMER STORM by ALICE CARY |