I WHO all the winter through <br />Cherished other loves than you, <br />And kept hands with hoary policy in marriage-bed and pew; <br />Now I know the false and true, <br />For the earnest sun looks through, <br />And my old love comes to meet me in the dawning and the dew. <br /> <br />Now the hedged meads renew <br />Rustic odour, smiling hue, <br />And the clean air shines and tinkles as the world goes wheeling through; <br />And my heart springs up anew, <br />Bright and confident and true, <br />And my old love comes to meet me in the dawning and the dew.<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-who-all-the-winter-through/
