SEE, the flowery spring is blown, Let us leave the smoky town; From the mall, and from the ring, Every one has taken wing; Chloe, Strephon, Corydon, To the meadows all are gone. What is left you worth your stay? Come, Aurelia, come away. Come, Aurelia, come and see What a lodge I 've dressed for thee; But the seat you cannot see, 'T is so hid with jessamy, With the vine that o'er the walls, And in every window crawls; Let us there be blithe and gay! Come, Aurelia, come away. Come with all thy sweetest wiles, With thy graces and thy smiles; Come, and we will merry be, Who shall be so blest as we? We will frolic all the day, Haste, Aurelia, while we may: Ay! and should not life be gay? Yes, Aurelia,—come away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FISHERMAN IN SONGKHLA by KAREN SWENSON LET IT BE YOU by SARA TEASDALE THE SWAN AND THE GOOSE by AESOP SIGISMONDA AND GUISCARDO by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO NOTHING TO WEAR' by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |