The birth of Spring, with ambient sunshine, revives The earth from winter's blast. A carnival of harmony comes swinging down The avenues of grass. The meadow larks, while building nests, accent their notes In cadences of song; And courting doves still coo their griefs to pensive mates Who mournfully respond. From lofty choirs concealed in cool arcades of trees, The solemn matins ring. And when the feathered warblers fold their drowsy wings And cease their carolings, The hoot owl, cricket, and the whippoorwill emerge. From screen of dense foliage And in the silent mid-night hours tune up their harps And play a serenade. The wind, so full of grace, pulsates above the earth While grasses sway in tune. And fragrant blooms enhance the new born air, and shake Their veils of sweet perfume, Which mingle with the melodies, when echoes fling Their clarion refrains That rouse a world of beauty, throbbing with the winds And sunshine, birds and rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO DANTE by VITTORIO AMEDEO ALFIERI A MIDSUMMER'S NOON IN THE AUSTRALIAN FOREST by CHARLES HARPUR HEALTHFUL OLD AGE, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ETHIOPIA SALUTING THE COLORS by WALT WHITMAN TO A FRIEND WHOSE WORK HAS COME TO NOTHING by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS JAPANESE MAPLES by JENNIE SCOTT ARNOLD THE COMMON A-TOOK IN by WILLIAM BARNES A CITY GARDEN by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE THE WANDERER: PROLOGUE. PART 1 by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |