Now is the Cherry in Blossom

NOW is the cherry in blossom, Love,

Love of my heart, with the apple to follow;

Over the village at nightfall now

Merrily veers and darts the swallow.

At nightfall now in the dark marsh grass

Awakes the chorus that sings old sorrow;

The evening star is dim for the dew,

And the apple and lilac will bloom to-morrow.

The honeysuckle is red on the rock;

The willow floats over the brook like a feather;

In every shadow some love lies hid—

And you and I in the world together.