Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THISTLEDOWN: 7, by CORA RANDALL FABBRI First Line: There's a flush on the face of the apple-trees Last Line: My love is a maid, and her name is spring. Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
THERE'S a flush on the face of the apple-trees; There are buds and blossoms and leaves all over. The bees have foundoh, the small wise bees! There's a green lane full of the sweet red clover. My love is a maid with a rose for her mouth, And I hear her voice when the linnets sing. My love is a dream from the soft, sweet South; My love is a maid, and her name is Spring. | 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 A PORTRAIT by CORA RANDALL FABBRI |
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