Love
Love's Meinie
From Victorian Songs (1895)
Love
There is no summer ere the swallows come,
Nor Love appears,
Till Hope, Love's light-winged herald, lifts the gloom
Of years.
There is no summer left when swallows fly,
And Love at last,
When hopes which filled its heaven droop and die,
Is past.
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MLA
Bourdillon, F. W. “Love's Meinie.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bourdillon/0/.
Chicago
Bourdillon, F. W. “Love's Meinie.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bourdillon/0/.
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