‘More welcome than Spring,’ come back once more!
VII
‘Come back, for the cuckoo is on its way,
And the mountains, smiling, await your smile;
And still in my olive-groves bask and stray,
Till the warm-winged waters and winds of May
Shall waft you back to your own loved Isle.’
I Cedri,
Pian di Ripoli, Florence,
Lady-Day, 1898.