THE snow-flakes fall in showers, <br /> <br />The time is absent still, <br />When all Spring's beauteous flowers, <br />When all Spring's beauteous flowers <br /> <br />Our hearts with joy shall fill. <br /> <br />With lustre false and fleeting <br /> <br />The sun's bright rays are thrown; <br />The swallow's self is cheating: <br />The swallow's self is cheating, <br /> <br />And why? He comes alone! <br /> <br />Can I e'er feel delighted <br /> <br />Alone, though Spring is near? <br />Yet when we are united, <br />Yet when we are united, <br /> <br />The Summer will be here.<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/march-22/
