When they come back -- if Blossoms do --
I always feel a doubt
If Blossoms can be born again
When once the Art is out --
When they begin, if Robins do
I always had a fear
I did not tell, it was their last Experiment
Last Year
When it is May, if May return
Has nobody a pang
Lest on a Face so beautiful
We might not look again?
If I am there -- One does not know
What Party -- One may be
Tomorrow, but if I am there
I take back all I say --