A primrose in a green leaf set, Though no bird sings in any tree. Chill Winter is not dead, but yet The primrose in a green leaf set (Of which I make this triolet) Brings thoughts of Spring to you and me. A primrose in a green leaf set, Though no bird sings in any tree. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO LUCY, COUNTESS OF BEDFORD, WITH MR. DONNE'S SATIRES by BEN JONSON EXTEMPORE EFFUSION UPON THE DEATH OF JAMES HOGG by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SONG IN THE NIGHT by OTTO JULIUS BIERBAUM OLD AND YOUNG by FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILLON |