The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge/Songs of Peace/Spring and Autumn

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SPRING AND AUTUMN

Green ripples singing down the corn,
With blossoms dumb the path I tread,
And in the music of the morn
One with wild roses on her head.


Now the green ripples turn to gold
And all the paths are loud with rain,
I with desire am growing old
And full of winter pain.