A FRIEND brought sweetest violets, And laid them in my lap to-day, And straight the Winter afternoon Put on the brightness of the May. The silent flowers, with subtle breath, Beguiled away my thoughts of pain; "O heart," their voiceless odor said, "Put on thy robes of light again!" "For Winter wanes, and Spring returns— Dear Spring, when all things lovely shine; And hidden ways and cloistered cells Grow radiant as with bloom divine. "That path cannot be wholly dark Which God hath sown with violets: Lo! on the earth, as in the sky, For thee His morning star he sets." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TEMPER (1) by GEORGE HERBERT ON A MAGAZINE SONNET by RUSSELL HILLARD LOINES MOUNT RAINIER by HERBERT BASHFORD VALUATION by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON PSALM 71 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE INAUGURATION SONNET: WILLIAM JEWETT TUCKER by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |