Blooms Of May

But yesterday!... O blooms of May, And summer roses--Where-away? O stars above, And lips of love And all the honeyed sweets thereof!

O lad and lass And orchard-pass, And briered lane, and daisied grass! O gleam and gloom, And woodland bloom, And breezy breaths of all perfume!--

No more for me Or mine shall be Thy raptures--save in memory,-- No more--no more-- Till through the Door Of Glory gleam the days of yore.