<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=533775" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The First of May ( A Memory)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE WATERS make a music low:<br> The river reeds<br>Are trembling to the tunes of long ago—<br> Dead days and deeds <br>Become alive again, as on<br> I float, and float,<br>Through shadows of the golden summers gone<br> And springs remote. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Above my head the trees bloom out<br> In white and red<br>Great blossoms, that make glad the air about;<br> And old suns shed </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their rays athwart them. Ah, the light<br> Is bright and fair!<br>No suns that shine upon me now are bright<br> As those suns were. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, gazing down into the stream,<br> I see a face,<br>As sweet as buds that blossom in a dream,<br> Ere sorrows chase </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fair dreams from men, and send in lieu<br> Sad thoughts. A wreath<br>Of blue-bells binds the head—a bluer blue<br> The eyes beneath. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is my little Annie’s face;<br> My child-sweetheart<br>Whom long ago I lost in that dark place<br> Where all lives part. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside me still I see her stand,<br> Who is no more.<br>She walked with me through childhood, hand in hand,<br> But at the door </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of youth departed from me. Fain<br> Was I that day<br>To go with her. Ah, sweetheart, come again<br> This First of May!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Victor+James+Daley">Victor James Daley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=533775" data-title="The First of May ( A Memory) de Victor James Daley" data-description="THE WATERS make a music low: The river reeds Are trembling to the tunes of long ago— Dead days and deeds Become alive again, as on I float, and float, Through shadows of the golden summers gone And springs remote. Above my head the trees ..."></div> </div> </div>

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