THE lyric tremor and lift Of the renascent earth, The teeming birth Again, the indescribable gift Of spring, a-throb with everything That's wonder-worth. Let us have eyes to see The new-old miracle! If it befell We viewed for the first time such wizardy, Each budding leaf were past belief, Ineffable. But custom films our eyes Unto the marvelous sight, And April bright Is not a magic-maiden from the skies, But an earth-girl of pout and curl And manner light. Ah, no! not so: She is God's daughter, and her airiest mood Is deep with Love and wise with ancient Good. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM POOLS OF DEEPER THOUGHT by MAUDE HARDY ARNOLD ON GOOD FRIDAY, THE DAY OF OUR SAVIOUR'S PASSION by PHILIP AYRES MICHAEL ANGELO by AUGUSTE BARBIER RECALLED by WILLIAM ROSE BENET PARABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TO ONE IN A GARDEN by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |