IN Paradise "how comes the spring?" With us again the spring world thrills To old familiar loveliness. Your birds from blossom-branches sing; With violets the slopes, the hills And meadows with your green are spread; And in a sweet and shady place The latest of your daffodils Lifts up its sunny head. Yet we who walk them only meet, In ways once trodden of your feet, New loneliness. How bloom the flowers of love and peace In that far land we have not seen? What beauty that we may not know For you who loved our "green earth" so? We cannot know; we only dream In Paradise the spring is fair, Since you are there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHER AND POET; TURIN, AFTER THE NEWS FROM GAETA, 1861 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE SECRETARY; WRITTEN AT THE HAGUE, 1696 by MATTHEW PRIOR NATIONAL ODE; INDEPENDENCE SQUARE, PHILADELPHIA by BAYARD TAYLOR TO THE DAISY (1) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH INTRODUCTORY AND VALEDICTORY by LEVI BISHOP SONG OF THE WHITE COMPANY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE EXTRACTS FROM VERSES WRITTEN FOR THE NEW YEAR, 1823 by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |