Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TIRESOME SPRING, by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER First Line: I have watched her at the window Last Line: Tiresome spring! You've come again! Subject(s): Desire; Spring | ||||||||
I HAVE watched her at the window Through long days of snow and wind, Till I learnt to love the shadow That would flit across her blind. 'Twixt the lime-tree's leafless branches In the dusk my eyes I'd strain: Now the boughs are thick with foliage, Tiresome Spring! you've come again! Now, behind that screen of verdure Is my angel lost to view; And no longer for the robins Will her white hands bread-crumbs strew. Never in the frosts of winter, Did those robins beg in vain; Now, alas! the snow has melted, Tiresome Spring! you've come again! 'Tis kind winter that I wish for; How I long to hear the hail Rattling on deserted pavements, Dancing in the stormy gale! For I then could see her windows, Watch my darling through each pane Now the lime-trees are in blossom, Tiresome Spring! you've come again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING LEMONADE by TONY HOAGLAND A SPRING SONG by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN SPRING'S RETURN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ODE TO SPRING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SPRING FLOODS by MAURICE BARING SPRING IN WINTER by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPRING ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD MY BALD HEAD by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER |
|