WHEN Spring, with blossom-haunted lanes, With sudden gusts of rippling rains, Came dancing down the glad young year, How soon my heart forgot its fear! When I had heard the lyric note That floated from the robin's throat, How soon the sad song in my breast Sought a deep silence, a deep rest! Now who had dreamed the April rain Could cleanse a heart of all its pain? And who had thought one little bird Could hush a soul's discordant word? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INCORRIGIBLE DIRIGIBLE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE PRAIRIES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT BALLAD OF HECTOR IN HADES by EDWIN MUIR HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 9. MR. NIXON by EZRA POUND VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1884 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE NATURAL FIRE by CLIFFORD ALLEN |