I Cannot Meet The Spring Unmoved-
Emily Dickinson
1051 I cannot meet the Spring unmoved— I feel the old desire— A Hurry with a lingering, mixed, A Warrant to be fair— A Competition in my sense With something hid in Her— And as she vanishes, Remorse I saw no more of Her.
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