by Rosamund Marriott Watson (1860 - 1911)

Prelude
Language: English 
The blossom-snow begins to blow
About the orchard close.
The fields forget the violet,
But soon shall bloom the rose, my Dear,
Ah! soon shall bloom the rose.

The long year's prime is Summer-time,
And Summer's coming on,
But the Spring o' the year is all too dear
And Spring is past and gone, my Dear,
O Spring is past and gone.

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