Verses from Maoriland/When Lilac Blooms

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WHEN LILAC BLOOMS

When Lilac blooms, what gambolling In Hawthorn boughs! what whirr of wing!  And in sweet-peas and mignonette,  On window-ledges quaintly set, What hum of bees! what murmuring!
And as the lindens sway and swing, This slow blood moves with everything;  The pulses throb with fume and fret     When Lilac blooms!
For old Love stirs, and fain would sing, And revel with the lusty Spring,—  Old Love who lingers with me yet In this, my Garden of Regret,— Ah Love! too late thy wakening     When Lilac blooms!
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