Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING, by LOUIS BOUILHET First Line: Rise from your bed for the spring is born this morning Last Line: Telling of my love for you where fruit-trees flow'r. Subject(s): Love; Spring | ||||||||
RISE from your bed for the Spring is born this morning; Yonder in the dell a rosy veil's adrift; All the garden thrills and sings; the sun upon your window Dazzles like a laughing face when eyelids lift. Yonder on the trellis arch the crimson roses cluster, Making heaven redolent with soft, sweet breath; All alone the vine is bare, and mid the bursting flowers Creeps along the ancient wall, a snake in death. Round the laden lilac-trees rustle in their swarming Butterflies and blue flies amid the bloom; And the wild wood hyacinth chiming on its belfry Rouses love that lay asleep in forest gloom. Now that April sows abroad her troop of ox-eye daisies, Leave your heavy cloak behind, and hark how sweet Sings the bird that calls you, your sister periwinkles Smiling up into your eyes from eyes that greet. Come, come away! for the springs are clear at morning; Nay, dear, wait no longer for the hot noon hour; Fain would I wander while the meadows still are dewy, Telling of my love for you where fruit-trees flow'r. | 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 CACHE LA POUDRE by JAMES GALVIN HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 12 by EZRA POUND LINES TO ROBERT ALDERSON UPON HIS DEPARTURE FROM WARRINGTON by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |
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