I Thought The Train...

I thought the Train would never come - 

How slow the whistle sang - 

I don't believe a peevish Bird

So whimpered for the Spring - 

I taught my Heart a hundred times

Precisely what to say - 

Provoking Lover, when you came

Its Treatise flew away

To hide my strategy too late

To wiser be too soon - 

For miseries so halcyon

The happiness atone -