Love By The Year

“In the spring the young man’s fancy

     Turns to thoughts of love,” they say;

“In the spring,” the poet tells us,

     Is the time they turn that way.

Now I think a lover fickle

     And not worth a maiden true

If it’s only in the springtime

That his love pops into view.

I am sure, were I a maiden

     With a loving heart profound,

I should want my lover’s fancy

Full of love the whole year round.

March 18, 1902