Once when Spring came these eyes were lifted up With youth to greet her youth, and promises To greet the budding mystery she bore. Now Spring trips in as radiant as before. "I sing the happiness of life," she cries; "Beauty and love and youth that never dies." One sullen head is raised, then drops. "She lies!" And all the others, nodding in a row, Know only that she brings hot days, and flies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 6 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING IN SCHOOL-DAYS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 6. ON THE CORK PACKET, 1837 by T. BAKER LINES PLACED OVER A CHIMNEY-PIECE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD SONNET (2) by JOACHIM DU BELLAY THE TAMER OF STEEDS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |