If it's ever Spring again

If it's ever spring again,

 Spring again,

 I shall go where went I when

 Down the moor-cock splashed, and hen,

 Seeing me not, amid their flounder,

 Standing with my arm around her;

 If it's ever spring again,

 Spring again,

 I shall go where went I then.

 If it's ever summer-time,

 Summer-time,

 With the hay crop at the prime,

 And the cuckoos - two - in rhyme,

 As they used to be, or seemed to,

 We shall do as long we've dreamed to,

 If it's ever summer-time,

 Summer-time,

 With the hay, and bees achime.

A quote from a Hardy novel

“A great statesman thinks several times, and acts; a young lady acts, and thinks several times.” (Desperate Remedies)

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