April, with the pale-blue eye,1
Came and took me by the hand ;2
Led me where the bluebells lie3
In the hollows of the land ;4
Wept a moment with regret,5
Laughed a moment for delight ;6
And the eyes that glistened wet7
Still with sunny gleams were bright.8
April—singing, laughing, crying9
Led my unreluctant feet10
Where the violets are lying11
In the hedgerows, shy and sweet.12
If with hers mine eyes were weeping13
For the Aprils passed away,14
Soon with hers my joy comes leaping15
For the April of to-day.16