Sore in Doubt Concerning Spring
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
I wonder if the sap is stirring yet,
If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,
If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun
And crocus fires are kindling one by one:
Sing robin, sing:
I still am sore in doubt concerning spring.
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Sore in Doubt Concerning Spring