Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MY SWEET WOODRUFF, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL


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First Line: No more the flowers of spring are seen
Last Line: But he will know.
Subject(s): Flowers; Gardens & Gardening; Love; Spring


No more the flowers of spring are seen,
And silence fills the summer noon;
The woods have lost the fresh bright green
Of May and June.

But yesterday I found a flower,
Deep sheltered from the withering rays,
Which might have known the sun and shower
Of April days.

I did not think again to find
Such tender relic of the spring;
It thrilled such gladness through my mind,
I needs must sing.

My girlhood's spring has passed for aye,
With many a fairy tint and tone;
The heat and burden of the day
Are better known.

But by my summer path has sprung
A flower of happy love, as fair
As e'er a subtle fragrance flung
On Spring's clear air.

I hardly thought to feel again
Such dewy freshness in my heart,
And so one little loving strain
Must upward start.

There was spring-sunshine in my eyes,
I had such joy in finding you
So full of all I love and prize,
So dear and true.

My heart is richer far to-day
Than when I came a week ago;
How near to me such treasure lay
I did not know!

The long parenthesis is o'er,
And now, in letters all of light
The story of our love once more
We both may write.

I have no words to breathe the praise
Whieh now for this 'good gift' I owe;
A wordless anthem I must raie,
But HE will know.





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