New Hampshire lyrics
by T.S. Eliot
Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head
Between the green tip and the root
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing
Cling, swing
Spring, sing
Swing up into the apple-tree