In Spring-time

In Spring-time written by William Henry Davies

From "Secrets", 1924

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There's many a pool that holds a cloud
Deep down for miles, to float along;
There's many a hedge that's white with may,
To bring the backward birds to song;
There's many a country lane that smells
Of beanfields, through the night and day:
Then why should I be here this hour,
In Spring-time, when the month is May?

There's nothing else but stone I see,
With but this ribbon of a sky;
And not a garden big enough
To share it with a butterfly.
Why do I walk these dull dark streets,
In gloom and silence, all day long -
In Spring-time, when the blackbird's day
Is four and twenty hours of song?

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