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Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.

By Robert UnderwoodJohnson

1108 The Wistful Days

WHAT is there wanting in the Spring?

The air is soft as yesteryear;

The happy-nested green is here,

And half the world is on the wing.

The morning beckons, and like balm

Are westward waters blue and calm.

Yet something’s wanting in the Spring.

What is it wanting in the Spring?

O April, lover to us all,

What is so poignant in thy thrall

When children’s merry voices ring?

What haunts us in the cooing dove

More subtle than the speech of Love,

What nameless lack or loss of Spring?

Let Youth go dally with the Spring,

Call her the dear, the fair, the young;

And all her graces ever sung

Let him, once more rehearsing, sing.

They know, who keep a broken tryst,

Till something from the Spring be missed

We have not truly known the Spring.