“IF IT’S EVER SPRING AGAIN” (SONG)
Reading edition
If it’s ever spring again, Spring again, I shall go where went I when Down the moor-cock splashed, and hen, Seeing me not, amid their flounder, Standing with my arm around her; If it’s ever spring again, Spring again, I shall go where went I then.
If it’s ever summer-time, Summer-time, With the hay crop at the prime, And the cuckoos—two—in rhyme, As they used to be, or seemed to, We shall do as long we’ve dreamed to, If it’s ever summer-time, Summer-time, With the hay, and bees achime.