Earth's winter cometh br And I being part of all br And sith the spirit of all moveth in me br I must needs bear earth's winter br Drawn cold and grey with hours br And joying in a momentary sun, br Lo I am withered with waiting till my spring cometh! br Or crouch covetous of warmth br O'er scant-logged ingle blaze, br Must take cramped joy in tomed Longinus br That, read I him first time br The woods agleam with summer br Or mid desirous winds of spring, br Had set me singing spheres br Or made heart to wander forth among warm roses br Or curl in grass next neath a kindly moon.