For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 17. SIC TRANSIT by THOMAS CAMPION THE WITCH by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE TO THE AUTHOR OF 'THE ROBBERS' (SCHILLER) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE A SONG FROM THE COPTIC by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE LITTLE ORPHANT ANNIE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |