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 --