---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Fox, Ruth May
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 10
number: 7
published: 1907-05
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Ruth May Fox, "Love and Springtime," *Improvement Era* 10, no. 7 (May 1907): 525.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1007unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera1007unse
start_page: 525
end_page: 525
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1907-05)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1007unse
  publication_year: 1907
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1907, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Love and Springtime

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LOVE AND SPRINGTIME. {For th_e Improvement Era.) Fair are the flowers of springtime, And sweet are the songs of the bird How balmy the breath of the mountains, Which the valley of beauty doth gird. Bright are the eyes of the maiden, And joyous the laugh of the lad, As they ramble over the hillside, With rare lilies and buttercups clad. Modest the blush of the maiden, So tender the gaze of the youth He leads her far down to the brooklet, To rest —Oh! they're fishing, forsooth! Caught are the fish, but one fair one Who furtively glances up stream Evading his bait, so he angles Till the day-light has faded to e'en. Soft are the sighs of the maiden He vows o'er and o'er to be true; She gives him her hand in the twilight, — And whispers "I" I know what don't you? — There by the oak and the willow, Shy tendrils entwining their feet, They're plighting their vows before heaven, While Love's angels bright vigils do keep. Ruth May Fox. Salt Lake City, Utah.
