For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INDIFFERENCE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 67 by ALFRED TENNYSON DANSE RUSSE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS A PETITION by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A HEART-HAUNTED HOME by JANE BARLOW POSSESSED by RUTH FITCH BARTLETT |