Poem by Anne Hunter

Song 13. Spring returns, the flowrets blow

SPRING returns, the flowrets blow;
Will hope return? ah, no! ah, no!
With the dreams of youth she flies,
And like the rose, her emblem, dies.
Fancy droops beneath the shade,
And all the gay delights are fled.
Spring returns, the flowrets blow;
Will hope return? ah, no! ah, no!

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3. Sonnet after the Death of Laura
4. Ode to the Conduit Vale, Blackheath
5. To a Friend on New Year’s Day

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