April Comes Like An Idiot, Babbling And

So Up I Got In Anger, And Took A Book I Had, And Put A Ribbon On My Hair To Please A Passing Lad. And, "one Thing There's No Getting By -- I've Been A Wicked Girl," Said I; But If I Can't Be Sorry, Why, I Might As Well Be Glad!

She Learned Her Hands In A Fairy-tale, And Her Mouth On A Valentine.

It's Not True That Life Is One Damn Thing After Another; It Is One Damn Thing Over And Over.

I Am Not Resigned To The Shutting Away Of Loving Hearts In The Hard Ground.

I Know I Am But Summer To Your Heart, And Not The Full Four Seasons Of The Year.