After the melting of the snow <br />Divines depart and April comes; <br />Examinations nearer grow <br />After the melting of the snow; <br />The grinder wears a face of woe, <br />The waster smokes and twirls his thumbs; <br />After the melting of the snow <br />Divines depart and April comes.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/triolet-5/
