Doubt and other things, verse and illustrations . Among the jolly—someone sad. So in the spring while all things sing One sadly goes a-sorrowing. And so it was with this poor Faun, Sitting grumpy all alone His merry pipes abandoning. Hed sought the forests deepest shadeTo mourn a wayward fickle Maid,Till he no longer silent stayed,But doleful lamentations his philandering. [178] Digitized by Microsoft® I said—Why mourn that fickle Maid And lamentations sing? Thou knowest well, as well I know, Tis ever thus in spring. Another spring, Another Maid, as sweet as May will bring. In


Doubt and other things, verse and illustrations . Among the jolly—someone sad. So in the spring while all things sing One sadly goes a-sorrowing. And so it was with this poor Faun, Sitting grumpy all alone His merry pipes abandoning. Hed sought the forests deepest shadeTo mourn a wayward fickle Maid,Till he no longer silent stayed,But doleful lamentations his philandering. [178] Digitized by Microsoft® I said—Why mourn that fickle Maid And lamentations sing? Thou knowest well, as well I know, Tis ever thus in spring. Another spring, Another Maid, as sweet as May will bring. In sunny glades with such-like MaidsYoull while away the spring;Until she leaves you like the restAnd then again youll sing,As you have often sung before, *Twas ever thus in Spring. Out of the darkness of the nightPerchance some owl may mock your echoing your sighs may sing,With you—twas ever thus in spring,Till Echos voice diminishingSays faintly—Ever thus in in spring,Reiterating—Thus in spring,And finishing—In spring.*. ^ Note:—This was the original as written by E. V., not the versionprinted in Moods. [179] Digitized by Microsoft® The Dreaming Mountain Great Nature, dreaming, thinks in her deep way,For through her massive portals we catch gleamsOf her mysterious thoughts and mighty dreams;Yet seems she strangely blind to her own it for us to see, or hath she seenThat Man up through these portals will some dayHis own creative, emulous imagery display? Pride With body insignificantIn mind Man ranges near and blade of grass to distant starIn Will all but omnipotent. [180] Digitized by Microsoft®


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