Poem by Alan Seeger

Thirty Sonnets. 21. Virginibus Puerisque

I care not that one listen if he lives
For aught but life's romance, nor puts above
All life's necessities the need to love,
Nor counts his greatest wealth what Beauty gives.
But sometime on an afternoon in spring,
When dandelions dot the fields with gold,
And under rustling shade a few weeks old
'Tis sweet to stroll and hear the bluebirds sing,
Do you, blond head, whom beauty and the power
Of being young and winsome have prepared
For life's last privilege that really pays,
Make the companion of an idle hour
These relics of the time when I too fared
Across the sweet fifth lustrum of my days.

1. Thirty Sonnets. 5. Sonnet 5. A tide of beauty with returning May
2. Thirty Sonnets. 15. Sonnet 15. Above the ruin of God's holy place
3. Thirty Sonnets. 2. Sonnet 2. Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways
4. Thirty Sonnets. 23. Written in a Volume of the Comtesse de Noailles
5. Tithonus

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