ALL singers have shadows
That follow like fears,
But I know a singer
Who never saw tears;
A gay love-a green love-
Delightsome-divine:
The Spring is that singer-
An old love of mine!
All players have shadows,
And into the play
Old sorrows will saunter-
Old sorrows will stay.
But here is a player
Whose speech is divine:
The Spring is that player-
An old love of mine!
All singers grow heavy:
Their hours as they run
Bite up all the blossoms,
Suck up all the sun;
But I know a singer
Delightsome-divine:
The gay love-the green love-
An old love of mine!
The Green Singer
John Shaw Neilson
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