THE meadows rejoice in their verdure so bright, And glisten with pearl drops of dew, The glaciers are gleaming in radiant light, The breezes are fitful and few. From heaven coming down, like a golden-haired child, Fair Spring o'er the earth has sparklingly smiled, With flower-twined staff, he goes forth o'er the wild. The song of the birds and the herdsman's glad lay Are heard in the morning so bright; They sing when the bells, at the closing of day, Awaken the stars of the night. The swell of the joyous and heart-stirring song Through mountain and valley is pealing along, In a tide of rejoicing, all glorious and strong. Then a fount of emotion awakes in the heart, And the spirit is mightily stirred, The Tyrolese longs from his roof to depart To wander and roam as he will; When the meadows rejoice in their emerald glow, The sons of the mountain forth joyously go, The world in its beauty and gladness to know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO TREES IN KATHMANDU by KAREN SWENSON ONLY OF THEE AND ME by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE OLD MEN ADMIRING THEMSELVES IN THE WATER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS CHARACTERS: WILLIAM ENFIELD by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE HUNCHBACK by JOHN PEALE BISHOP I WOULD NOT HAVE IT SO by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |