Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, UNFULFILLED, by PATRICK MACGILL


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First Line: There is dew upon the meadows brightly glancing / in the morn
Last Line: It can ne'er fulfil the promise that the springtime made to me.
Subject(s): Love; Memory; Spring


THERE is dew upon the meadows brightly glancing in the morn,
And a blush of softest crimson comes across the waving corn,
And the waters brightly gleaming journey onward to the sea,
But nought fulfils the promise that the Springtime made to me.

'T is the olden, olden story, with its hope and with its pain,
Loved awhile with deep devotion, never to be loved again —
Oft again will gentle Springtime paint the flower and tint the tree,
But the soft-voiced Spring will never bring its second hopes to me.

Oft will mem'ry's fairy musings light upon the past again,
Ere the spell of love was broken by the alchemy of pain —
We were young, and we were happy, trusting in the future — we —
But the present's full of sorrow, and the sorrow falls on me.

There is dew upon the meadows brightly glancing in the morn,
And a crimson blush of promise rises on the waving corn,
And the earth with hope is pregnant; howsoever it may be,
It can ne'er fulfil the promise that the Springtime made to me.





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