Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SPRING FEVER, by RAY CLARKE ROSE First Line: There's a witchery to the winds that shiver so Last Line: Underneath the sleepy-headed summer trees. Subject(s): Nature; Spring; Wind | ||||||||
There 's a witchery to the winds that shiver so In against the leafless bushes and the snow, And each gusty spirit-wing Of the breezes seems to sing Of the coming of the spring, spring, SPRING! Now the bronze buds of the willows swell and glow, And the silver-throated birches whisper low That the violets that quake Half asleep beside the brake Soon will blossom wide awake, wide awake! Hear the early bluebird pipe his morning lay! He 's a uniformed young captain of the day; He 's a soldier without fear, Heralding the bloom and cheer Of the spring and all the fruitage of the year. Hurry, winter, we beseech you, haste away! For we long to see the clover-bloom at play With the teasing tousled bees, And we long to lounge at ease Underneath the sleepy-headed summer trees. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER A BACHELOR'S VALENTINE by RAY CLARKE ROSE |
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