'SUMMER is coming, summer is coming. I know it, I know it, I know it. Light again, leaf again, life again, love again!' Yes, my wild little Poet. Sing the new year in under the blue. Last year you sang it as gladly. 'New, new, new, new!' Is it then so new That you should carol so madly? 'Love again, song again, nest again, young again,' Never a prophet so crazy! And hardly a daisy as yet, little friend, See, there is hardly a daisy. 'Here again, here, here, here, happy year!' O warble unchidden, unbidden! Summer is coming, is coming, my dear, And all the winters are hidden. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OVER THE HILL TO THE POOR-HOUSE by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON COUNT THAT DAY LOST by MARY ANN EVANS THE BLIND MEN AND THE ELEPHANT by JOHN GODFREY SAXE ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 2. ON THE WINTER SOLSTICE, 1740 by MARK AKENSIDE A TOMB BY THE SEA by ASCLEPIADES OF SAMOS THE HUSBAND'S PETITION by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN |