Poem by Charlotte Mary Mew

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I so liked Spring last year
Because you were here;-
The thrushes too-
Because it was these you so liked to hear-
I so liked you.

This year's a different thing,-
I'll not think of you.
But I'll like the Spring because it is simply spring
As the thrushes do. 

1. The Fête
2. Beside the Bed
3. The Narrow Door
4. May 1915
5. June, 1915

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