May-Bloom

OH, for You that I never knew!— Now that the Spring is swelling, And over the way is a whitening may, In the yard of my neighbor's dwelling.

Oh, may, oho! do your sisters blow Out there in the country grasses— A-mocking the white of the cloudlet light, That up in the blue sky passes?

Here in town the grass it is brown, Right under your beautiful clusters; But your sisters thrive where the sward's alive With emerald lights and lustres.

Dream of my dreams! vision that seems Ever to scorn my praying, Love that I wait, face of my fate, Come with me now a-maying!

Soul of my song! all my life long Looking for you I wander; Long have I sought— shall I find naught, Under the may-bushes yonder?

Oh, for You that I never knew, Only in dreams that bind you!— By Spring's own grace I shall know your face, When under the may I find you!