Red May

A. Mary F. Robinson

1857 to 1944

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Red May - Track 1

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Out of the window the trees in the Square
  Are covered with crimson May—
You, that were all of my love and my care,
   Have broken my heart to-day.

But though I have lost you and though I despair
   Till even the past looks gray—
Out of the window the trees in the Square
   Are covered with crimson May.