Now the lusty Spring is seen; Golden yellow, gaudy blue, Daintily invite the view. Everywhere, on every green, Roses blushing as they blow, And enticing men to pull! Lilies whiter than the snow, Woodbines, of sweet honey full: All Love's emblems! and all cry. 'Ladies, if not plucked, we die!' Yet the lusty Spring bath stayed; Blushing red and purest white Daintily to Love invite Every woman, every maid! Cherries kissing, as they grow; And inviting men to taste! Apples even ripe below, Winding gently to the waist! All Love's emblems and all cry, 'Ladies, if not plucked, we die!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH! SUSANNA! by STEPHEN COLLINS FOSTER THE HOMES OF ENGLAND by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS NEW PRINCE, NEW POMP by ROBERT SOUTHWELL MIRTH by EDITH COURTENAY BABBITT THE LAY OF ST. ODILLE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM NOS IMMORTALES by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET |