Nature
March
Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring (1853) · From Songs
THE snow-flakes fall in showers,
The time is absent still,
When all Spring's beauteous flowers,
When all Spring's beauteous flowers
Our hearts with joy shall fill.
With lustre false and fleeting
The sun's bright rays are thrown;
The swallow's self is cheating:
The swallow's self is cheating,
And why? He comes alone!
Can I e'er feel delighted
Alone, though Spring is near?
Yet when we are united,
Yet when we are united,
The Summer will be here.
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Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. “March.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/goethe/83/.
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Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von. “March.” Translated by Edgar Alfred Bowring. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/goethe/83/.
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