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SONG OF THE SPRING TO THE SUMMER

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For other versions of this work, see The Spring to the Summer.

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SONG OF THE SPRING TO THE SUMMER.

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THE POET SINGS TO HER POET.

I miei desiri

Che ti menavano.

Dante.

O poet of the time to be,

My conqueror, I began for thee.

Enter into thy poet's pain,

And take the riches of the rain,

And make the perfect year for me.

Thou unto whom my lyre shall fall,

Whene'er thou comest, hear my call.

Oh, keep the promise of my lays,

Take the sweet parable of my days;

I trust thee with the aim of all.

And if thy thoughts unfold from me,

Know that I too have hints of thee,

Dim hopes that come across my mind,

In the rare days of warmer wind,

And tones of summer in the sea.

​And I have set thy paths, I guide

Thy blossoms on the wild hill-side.

And I, thy bygone poet, share

The flowers that throng thy feet, where'er

I led thy feet before I died.