Here you will find thePoemSpring Loveof poet Francis Ledwidge
I saw her coming through the flowery grass, Round her swift ankles butterfly and bee Blent loud and silent wings ; I saw her pass Where foam-bows shivered on the sunny sea. Then came the swallow crowding up the dawn, And cuckoo-echoes filled the dewy South. I left my love upon the hill, alone, My last kiss burning on her lovely mouth.
