Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Oh For A Day Of Spring - Poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Oh for a day of Spring,
A day of flowers and folly,
Of birds that pipe and sing
And boyhood's melancholy!
I would not grudge the laughter,
The tears that followed after.

Oh for a day of youth,
A day of strength and passion,
Of words that told the truth
And deeds the truth would fashion!
I would not leave untasted
One glory while it lasted.

Oh for a day of days,
A day with you and pleasure,
Of love in all its ways
And life in all its measure!
Win me that day from sorrow,
And let me die to--morrow.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010

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