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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPAIN NEVER WAS SO BEAUTIFUL, by ALEX R. SCHMIDT
First Line: Today an aching ferment stirs my breast
Last Line: Spain never was so beautiful in spring.
Subject(s): Spain
First Line: Today an aching ferment stirs my breast
Last Line: Spain never was so beautiful in spring.
Subject(s): Spain
Today an aching ferment stirs my breast,
Too full for spring, and the uncertain sigh
Of pregnant wood cannot drowse my unrest,
Nor close my vision to a more distant sky.
The sound of common laughter, marching feet
Is wanted more than this first mating-song
That thrilled me once, no bird-call half so sweet
As free men meeting, speaking in one tongue.
This is their first spring and though they are hot
With building barricades against the foe,
And nursing burning hurts of shell and shot,
They feel new kinship for all things that grow;
As freemen they hear new notes when birds sing,
Spain never was so beautiful in spring.
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