HOW do you know that the pilgrim track Along the belting zodiac Swept by the sun in his seeming rounds Is traced by now to the Fishes' bounds And into the Ram, when weeks of cloud Have wrapt the sky in a clammy shroud, And never as yet a tinct of spring Has shown in the Earth's apparelling; O vespering bird, how do you know, How do you know? How do you know, deep underground, Hid in your bed from sight and sound, Without a turn in temperature, With weather life can scarce endure, That light has won a fraction's strength, And day put on some moments' length, Whereof in merest rote will come, Weeks hence, mild airs that do not numb; O crocus root, how do you know, How do you know? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRESENT CRISIS by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL DARBY AND JOAN by FREDERIC EDWARD WEATHERLY LINES TO BE SPOKEN BY THOMAS DENMAN.....WHEN FOUR YEARS OLD by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THIRD EPISTLE TO JOHN LAPRAIK by ROBERT BURNS THE NEW ARGONAUTS by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |