For when by night the May wind blows
The lilac-blooms apart,
The memory of his first love
Is shaken on his heart.


A Roadside Harp (1893)


For when by night the May wind blows The lilac-blooms apart, The memory of his first love Is shaken on his heart.

For when by night the May wind blows The lilac-blooms apart, The memory of his first love Is shaken on his heart.

For when by night the May wind blows The lilac-blooms apart, The memory of his first love Is shaken on his heart.

For when by night the May wind blows The lilac-blooms apart, The memory of his first love Is shaken on his heart.