Now comes the golden sunlight Up the glad earth once more, And every forest dweller Comes to his open door. And now the quiet rain-wind Comes from the soft grey sea, To haunt thy April lover With lonely pangs for thee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A BLUEBELL by EMILY JANE BRONTE ON THE DEATH OF SIR THOMAS WYATT by HENRY HOWARD SONNET: 60 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: EPILOGUE by ALFRED TENNYSON VARIATIONS ON SAPPHO: 35 by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY A SOLILOQUY ON READING THE 5TH AND 8TH VERSES OF THE 37TH PSALM by JOHN BYROM AMPHITRYON: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN ON THE MONUMENT OF A FAIR MAIDEN LADY, WHO DIED AT BATH by JOHN DRYDEN |