Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SPRING FEVER, by RAY CLARKE ROSE



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THE SPRING FEVER, by                    
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.





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