I feel the Spring far off, far off,
The faint far scent of bud and leaf-
Oh how can Spring take heart to come
To a world in grief,
Deep grief?
The sun turns north, the days grow long,
Later the evening star grows bright-
How can the daylight linger on
For men to fight,
Still fight?
The grass is waking in the ground,
Soon it will rise and blow in waves-
How can it have the heart to sway
Over the graves,
New graves?
Under the boughs where lovers walked
The apple-blooms will shed their breath-
But what of all the lovers now
Parted by death,
Gray Death?
Spring In War Time
Sara Teasdale
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