'SUMMER is coming, summer is coming. I know it, I know it, I know it. Light again, leaf again, life again, love again!' Yes, my wild little Poet. Sing the new year in under the blue. Last year you sang it as gladly. 'New, new, new, new!' Is it then so new That you should carol so madly? 'Love again, song again, nest again, young again,' Never a prophet so crazy! And hardly a daisy as yet, little friend, See, there is hardly a daisy. 'Here again, here, here, here, happy year!' O warble unchidden, unbidden! Summer is coming, is coming, my dear, And all the winters are hidden. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DONKEY by GILBERT KEITH CHESTERTON THE EAGLE; A FRAGMENT by ALFRED TENNYSON JERUSALEM; THE EMANATION OF THE GIANT ALBION: CHAPTER 4 by WILLIAM BLAKE CAELIA: SONNETS: 13 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) CONSOLATION by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |