Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNETS OF SEASONS: 1. SPRING, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT Poet's Biography First Line: Instead of thinking man were I a tree Last Line: On each gnarled apple-tree the green earth bears. Subject(s): Spring | ||||||||
Instead of thinking man were I a tree, When barren Winter's snow-wrapped slumbers break Upon a world of verdure, I'd awake All blossoms sweet for nestling bird or bee. As petals fell young fruit would cover me, Warm-ripening in the sun, till Fall would shake My shriveled leaves, from heavy branches take The ruddy rounds and rock me drowsily. But lordly man whose free intelligence Exalts him master of the earth, may show No flower in youth, no fruit as age appears. God grant my free mind prove its high pretense, Nor yield returns less sure than those that grow On each gnarled apple-tree the green earth bears. | 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 CALL TO PRAYER by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT |
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