Before the Ice is in the Pools

Before the ice is in the pools, / Before the skaters go, / Or any cheek at nightfall / Is tarnished by the snow,

Before the fields have finished, / Before the Christmas tree, / Wonder upon wonder / Will arrive to me!

What we touch the hems of / On a summer's day; / What is only walking / Just a bridge away;

That which sings so, speaks so, / When there's no one here, -- / Will the frock I wept in / Answer me to wear?