Sir William Watson
April
APRIL, April,
Laugh thy girlish laughter;
Then, the moment after,
Weep thy girlish tears!
April, that mine ears
Like a lover greetest,
If I tell thee, sweetest,
All my hopes and fears,
April, April,
Laugh thy golden laughter,
But, the moment after,
Weep thy golden tears!
| About the poet |
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| By the same poet |
| An Epitaph |
| Wordsworth’s Grave |
| Lacrimae Musarum |
| The Ballad of Semmerwater |
| Our Men |
| The Prince’s Quest |
| Vita Nuova |
| World Strangeness |
| Estrangement |
| Changed Voices |
| England and Her Colonies |
| Ireland |
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Sir William Watson