THE smiling morn, and breathing spring, Invite the tuneful birds to sing, And, while they warble from each spray, Love melts the universal lay: Let us, Amanda, timely wise, Like them improve the hour that flies, And in soft raptures waste the day Among the @3birks@1 of Endermay. For soon the winter of the year, And age, life's winter, will appear; At this thy living bloom must fade, As that will strip the verdant shade. Our taste for pleasure then is o'er, The feather'd warblers charm no more; And when they droop, and we decay, Farewell, ye @3birks@1 of Endermay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WORLD AS WILL AND REPRESENTATION' by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SACRAL DREAMS OF RAMON FERNANDEZ by JAMES GALVIN PEACE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE DESIRE OF NATIONS by EDWIN MARKHAM NOTHING WILL CURE THE SICK LION BUT TO EAT AN APE' by MARIANNE MOORE A FOOL, A FOUL THING, A DISTRESSFUL LUNATIC by MARIANNE MOORE |