Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPRING GLADNESS, by JOHN BURROUGHS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Now clap your hands together Last Line: In life itself new zest! Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
Now clap your hands together, For this is April weather, And love again is born; The west wind is caressing, The turf to your feet are pressing Is thrilling to the morn. To see the grass a-greening, To find each day new meaning, In sky and tree and ground; To see the waters glisten, To linger long, and listen To every waking sound! To feel your nerves a-tingle By grackle's strident jingle Or starling's brooky call, Or phoebe's salutation, Or sparrow's proclamation Atop the garden wall! The maple trees are thrilling, Their eager juices spilling In many a sugar-camp. I see the buckets gleaming, I see the smoke and steaming, I see the fragrant damp. The mourning-dove is cooing, The husky crow is wooing, I hear his raucous vows; The robin's breast is glowing, Warm hues of earth are showing Behind the early plows. I love each April token And every word that's spoken In field or grove or vale, -- The hyla's twilight chorus, The clanging geese that o'er us Keep well the northern trail. Oh, soon with heaping measures The spring will bring her treasures To gladden every breast; The sky with warmth a-beaming, The earth with love a-teaming -- In life itself new zest! | 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 |
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