Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SPRING, by MIRIAM DEL BANCO



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SPRING, by                    
First Line: Perchance this breeze has roamed through southern / bowers
Last Line: The sunshine and—the spring.
Subject(s): Flowers; Hearts; Spring


Perchance this breeze has roamed through southern bowers,
And from the rose's mouth,
Has kissed the secret, dreaming in the flowers
Of the enchanted south.

We cannot tell; we only know that o'er us
More perfumed is the air,
As if God's angels, passing on before us,
Had swung their censers there.

At times we catch a sense of coming glory,—
The gleam of sunshine's gold
Through silvery veils of mist—like some sweet story
Divined, but left untold.

The trees are leafless still; upon their bowers
Nor blade nor bloom is seen,
And yet, methinks, they thrill with coming flowers,—
With depths of tender green.

And though the breezes from the forest lonely
Betray the violet's birth,
Here, in our garden paths, the crocus only
Breaks through the soft brown earth.

For winter's frosty flowers and fairy laces
At times still greet our sight;
We find his ermine trailed in sheltered places,
Tinged by the pale moonlight.

And many a rose, in morning's cloudland growing,
Must twine o'er sunset's gold,
Ere spring's embraces, soft and sweet and glowing,
The green earth shall enfold.

But O, 'twill come at last, that dream of splendor,
Of bud and bird and bee,—
'Twill come at last, with something sweet and tender,
For you, dear heart, and me.

Unnumbered gleams of joy and thrills of gladness
Into thy soul shall throng,—
A strain sublime shall melt the minor sadness
That steals through life's low song.

Look upward, then, with hope; the coming hours
Some hidden joy will bring;
Look up, dear heart, and bless God for the flowers,
The sunshine and—the spring.





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