Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SPRING, by JOHANN CHRISTIAN GUNTHER



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SPRING, by                    
First Line: Shy little one, elysium's here
Last Line: Elected us for lover's mirth!
Subject(s): Spring


SHY little one, Elysium's here,
So rest; the west wind in the lime
Is musical; no care is near
These woods and meadows of the prime;
Where garlands of our solitude
Back to the pebbled water sing
No peering malice may intrude
Upon the happy rites of spring.

Your discipline of cloistered youth,
The virgin promise of your breast,
Are pretty snares whereby in truth
I am love's minion confessed;
Fear not the touch of my desire,
But in your bosom let it play,
Till you, sweet novice, shall aspire
To yet more absolute a sway.

Why is the colour in your cheeks?
Nay, nay, I wrong you not, I swear;
Love has his paradise, and seeks
Your innocence and beauty there;
In faith, your captive though I be,
Follow my wit, and you shall find
How prodigal a lord is he
In resolution to be kind.

The earth is all fertility,
Her paramours your doctrines are,
Your parables to profit by,
How love is joy's familiar;
Why are we met beneath our lime?
How was the purpose of our birth?
Who tells the processes of time
Elected us for lover's mirth!





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