Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 12, by THOMAS CAMPION Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The peaceful western wind Last Line: Twill yield thee little grace. Subject(s): Love; Spring | ||||||||
THE peaceful western wind The winter storms hath tamed. And Nature in each kind The kind heat hath inflamed: The forward buds so sweetly breathe Out of their earthy bowers, That heaven, which views their pomp beneath, Would fain be decked with flowers. See how the morning smiles On her bright eastern hill, And with soft steps beguiles Them that lie slumbering still! The music-loving birds are come From cliffs and rocks unknown, To see the trees and briars bloom That late were overthrown. What Saturn did destroy, Love's Queen revives again; And now her naked boy Doth in the fields remain, Where he such pleasing change doth view In every living thing, As if the world were born anew To gratify the spring. If all things life present, Why die my comforts then? Why suffers my content? Am I the worst of men? O, Beauty, be not thou accused Too justly in this case! Unkindly if true love be used, 'Twill yield thee little grace. | 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 BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 9 by THOMAS CAMPION |
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