WHEN Spring comes back the violets lift Their shyly hooded faces, Where late the frozen snows adrift Heaped high the woodland spaces. When Spring comes back the sunbeams dance On green leaves all a-quiver, And grasses rally, spear and lance, By rippling brook and river. When Spring comes back the lilies haste, What time the bells are ringing, To bring their perfumes, pure and chaste, From hallowed censers swinging. Shine dim church aisles on Easter day Beneath the lilied whiteness, And happy children kneel and pray Amid the serried brightness. When Spring comes back a merry train, Of merry wings come with her, The robin and the wren again Come gayly flitting hither; The bluebird and the oriole, The martin and the swallow. "Away," they chant, "with grief and dole, Here's spring, and summer 'll follow!" When Spring comes back, when Spring comes back, Chill winter will be over! Erelong we'll hear the elfin drums Where bees are deep in clover. After we catch the swaying lilt Of winds among the daisies, And see the rose-cups' sweetness spilt Among the garden mazes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CLOISTER by ISAAC ROSENBERG FESTOONS OF FISHES by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG CLORINDA AND DAMON by ANDREW MARVELL NOBODY KNOWS BUT MOTHER by MARY MORRISON VERSES ON SEEING THE SPEAKER ASLEEP IN HIS CHAIR by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED |