Oh for a day of Spring, <br />A day of flowers and folly, <br />Of birds that pipe and sing <br />And boyhood's melancholy! <br />I would not grudge the laughter, <br />The tears that followed after. <br /> <br />Oh for a day of youth, <br />A day of strength and passion, <br />Of words that told the truth <br />And deeds the truth would fashion! <br />I would not leave untasted <br />One glory while it lasted. <br /> <br />Oh for a day of days, <br />A day with you and pleasure, <br />Of love in all its ways <br />And life in all its measure! <br />Win me that day from sorrow, <br />And let me die to--morrow.<br /><br />Wilfrid Scawen Blunt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-for-a-day-of-spring/
