A BECKONING spirit of gladness seemed afloat, That lightly danced in laughing air before us: The earth was all in tune, and you a note Of Nature's happy chorus. 'Twas like a vernal morn, yet overhead The leafless boughs across the lane were knitting: The ghost of some forgotten Spring, we said, O'er Winter's world comes flitting. Or was it Spring herself, that, gone astray, Across the unsentried frontier chose to tarry? Or just a bold outrider of the May, Or April-emissary? The apparition faded on the air, Capricious and incalculable comer. -- Wilt thou too pass, and leave my chill days bare, And fall'n my phantom Summer? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIRELIGHT by KATHERINE MANSFIELD VAIN TEARS, FR. THE QUEEN OF CORINTH by JOHN FLETCHER THE DANUBE RIVER by C. HAMILTON AIDE JUDGES: SONG OF DEBORAH; FRAGMENTS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE NICEST STORY by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN IN THE FOG by DAISY DEAN BUTLER THREE EPISTLES TO G. LLOYD ON A PASSAGE FROM HOMER'S ILIAD: 2 by JOHN BYROM |