Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LATE SPRING, by SALLY WOOD RAUSHENBUSH



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LATE SPRING, by                    
First Line: I have not seen the spring this year
Last Line: Young spring lies dead.
Subject(s): Spring; Wellesley College


I HAVE not seen the Spring this year
Run like a flame along the hill:
Only the winds move, slow as fear;
The small, bright birds are still.

Perhaps the Spring has loosed her hand,
Let fall mayflowers and jonquils after, --
Scorning to fling her buds among
Such as have not a song,
Scorning to give, as other years,
Her daffodils for tears,
And bitterly in that gray land
Weeps her lost laughter.

Perhaps -- a sword in her white side
And withered violets on her head --
For all the lovers who have died
Young Spring lies dead.





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