SAD SPRING-SONG.
Blush and blow, blush and blow, Wind and wild-rose, if you will;You are sweet enough, I know—You are sweet enough, but, oh!Lying lonely, lying low, There is something sweeter still
Come and go, come and go, Suns of morning, moons of night;You are fair enough, I know—You are fair enough, but oh!Hidden darkly, hidden low, Lies the light that gave you light.